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Critics of the new process—and of Twitter’s decision to use it—argue that releasing the S-1 three weeks before the road show makes it too hard for investors to analyze the numbers, and may make it easier for companies to bamboozle the market. It’s a flimsy argument. To begin with, the new process is more in line with the way companies used to go public. For instance, Apple Computer (as it was known early on) filed its S-1 on November 6, 1980. It went public on December 12th. Microsoft filed its S-1 on February 3, 1986, and went public on March 13th. In other words, about five weeks elapsed between the time these companies filed their prospectuses and went public—about as long as it’ll be between Twitter’s official S-1 and its I.P.O.
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