So I created a Twitter account not long ago. I wasn’t exactly jumping on the bandwagon, more like walking alongside for a bit to see what it was all about.
And I don’t get it. It just never occurs to me to let people know what I’m up to every minute, probably because I can’t imagine they’re interested. On the other hand, I do have four “followers” who apparently must be very lonely shut-ins.
As an aside, “follower” sounds so nice and benign, much friendlier than the old term “cyber-stalker.” I’d be careful using the new terminology before the wider world catches up:
“But Your Honor, I was just following her Twitter…”
“Don’t use that foul language in my courtroom!”
Anyway, I don’t get the whole thing. I’m not sure about the norms and conventions, I don’t “think in tweets” the way I “think in blog” sometimes when I’m working on a longer blog post, I’m just not sure what to do with it or what I should be getting out of it. And of course, like I said, I don’t even care what I’m up to most of the time. I guess I’m still curious/skeptical about whole phenomenon.
I’m not criticizing it as a medium; clearly, a lot of people get a lot out of it, and I’d welcome input from any enthusiasts. I think I just tend to be late-adopting or not-at-all-adopting about these kinds of things. I don’t do Facebook, for example, much to the chagrin of several college friends of mine (including new Facebook devotee Sebastian). So I won’t feel bad if you don’t sign right up to follow my Twitter updates, if you promise not to feel bad if I never post any.