25 september is coming.

A long time ago there was a messenger. It was not Marathon but it was heroic in his own right. It opened the way to freely send messages to your loved ones, friends and well everyone really. It was fighting against the evil of SMS with its high costs and greedy bosses.

Big evil powers where teaming up to make it fail. Even the holy net neutrality was under attack. But our messenger survived against all the odds.

Still there was danger out there. A bigger beast was watching and waiting. And when the time came it grabbed the messenger and all of us with it. It begged us to stay. With promises of everlasting freedom.

But beasts don't honor promises.

The last battle is roaring on my phone. Desperately I am trying to convince people to leave with me and follow me to the safety of Signal and Threema.

25 September will be the last day of our journey together. Thank you WhatsApp.