What the hell is Twitter?
I saw it mentioned last night on TV during the election – people were twittering and tweeting and tweaking the fuck out or whatever they do with it about the election while the votes were being tallied.
I figured that was pretty lame of the national television station to incorporate what people are saying on this newfangled Twitter into their election coverage. Any time you let right wing or left wing people comment about an election, the people who probably have 100 cats or believe God created the world back 5000 years ago come out of the woodwork and start talking about political boogeymen.
First it was phone-in anger back in the 80′s when an election was going on live, then it was fax-in anger, then it was email anger, then it was IM anger, then it was blogging anger (my current level), then probably Myspacing about the election, now it’s Twittering?
Sorry Twitter, you’re not swallowing me into your friendly sounding, but oh-so dubious internetty application. Anywhere there are people talking freely and making grave spelling mistakes and forgoing capitalization is somewhere I don’t want to be. Ever.
Also, people, if you’re going to comment on a platform that’s going to be broadcast nationally, you might want to spend the extra time looking up how to spell ‘loser’ properly or else all your credibility goes down the drain along with your conservative or liberal agenda. Let’s not make the same mistake next month with the US election.
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Sheesh, now I feel like an old man that waves his cane at 20 years olds and complains about their music. Curse you AGAIN Twitter – whatever the hell you are – for making me feel old and outdated.
I think Twitter was invented in response to some “Most useless thing on the internet” contest.
It’s about at usefull a a foreskin. that has a foreskin.
Blog= I had the greatest shrimp sandwich with capers and a hint of old bay…
Twitter= had fud.
Damn you for using the word ‘fud’ which I have no idea is!
Gad, I’m getting older and crankier by the second here.
“fud” = twitter version of “Food” for crisake!
Hooked on phonics worked for me!
i like to twitter! it’s good for those of us who have undiagnosed ADHD and have to be entertained ALL THE TIME.
i used to make fun of blog readers and writers. then i did it. i used to make fun of twitter and facebook, too; now i do both. they’re actually pretty fun. but not as fun as annoying you with a comment comprised almost entirely of lower case letters!
I can handle lowercase, but uppercase sends me over the edge.
Thanks for letting me kinda know what the hell it is!
Authors used to write novels, anything under 300 pages would be trivial.
Then came the paperback, 300 pages would be verbose.
Now with the internet, people would publish short storied with intense subjects and quick plots that would twist in just a few pages.
We evolve to Blogs where a quick blurb about your day is a tasty nugget for a busy grazing lurker.
Finally with facebook and journals, a couple lines here and there allow friends to catch up on your day.
Thennnnn…. Twitter comes along where two whole sentences seem boorish and tedious.
Twitter is the internet brain fart jar.
You can quote me.
Up until about a month or two ago, I would have raised a glass to your post. But, about a month or so ago I fell into the twitter trap. I used to think it was pointless crap, and well I still do – but I joined. – I am now a regular “tweeter?” – Yes I am. And I love it, and whats weird, is that people read it! Ha! Don’t bash twitter just yet… you may just find yourself joining one of these days!
I still hate myspace. I am only on it for the pics of friends and checked it yesterday. First time since Aug 8th. I am not a twitterer, but never thought I would text either. “Why spend 10 minutes texting instead of just calling and saying two sentences?” That shit comes in handy.
I agree – I’m not on the bandwagon yet. People already know too much about me. I posted about this (kind of) and how I feel old and behind the times:
http://aliceinaverageland.blogspot.com/2008/08/tweets-sidenote-wtf-is-tweet.html
I think I’ve finally reached the age where I stop adopting new methods of communication. I’m down with texting, but I am drawing a line in the sand at Twitter! I’m officially old!
“Any time you let right wing or left wing people comment about an election, the people who probably have 100 cats or believe God created the world back 5000 years ago come out of the woodwork and start talking about political boogeymen.”
A freaking men. At least you guys did it in like, a week. Here, it’s a three-year ordeal.
“Anywhere there are people talking freely and making grave spelling mistakes and forgoing capitalization is somewhere I don’t want to be. Ever.”
Yes. Couldn’t put it better myself.
What about places where people copy large pieces of text you authored, paste it, fancy it up with quotation marks and italics, and then offer a few words of agreement? I sure hope you don’t mind being there.
DB: Eloquent, wow – well put.
Misterzig: I refuse to give in to the pressure.
Leonesse: I don’t get the texting thing myself – it’s scary thinking that not much more than 15 years ago no one had a cell phone and we had to wait to communicate our grocery lists to other people.
Alice: Maybe it’s a Canadian thing? Are we scared of this shit or what?
WWW: You and I both. I’ve got more connectivity right now than I want to deal with – I’m on the verge of canceling my phone as it is.
Mjenks: As long as you agree with me, we’re in agreement. Please continue.
Over the past week, about 6 of my friends have asked me “what the hell is Twitter?” I told them it was a chip implanted in the brain that reads your thoughts and feelings and broadcasts them on every Jumbotron within a 400 km radius.