Bob is…
…not surprised to discover how ignorant this Twitter business is. Okay, so I was away from the internet for about 18 months. I return to find this latest fad called Twitter. I have been on the net for 9 years (okay – 7 and a half if you want to be precise) and I have seen a lot of silly ideas pass across my browser. But this is really one of the real doosies of modern communication.
I was curious as to what this Twitter biz was all about. Was it a new kind of blog? Or just another plea to get me to join another useless forum or message board group of idiots who can’t talk about anything related to the subject of the board or forum. Anyway, I sign up and begin to try to use this crappy piece of useless techno junk. Within a few seconds, I realize that this is just a sort of electronic game of tag. I supposed to follow so and so around all day and read his or her little dribbles of info, like “Going to the store now..” and I am in turn supposed to write to him or her back something like “Good, hope the store has what you want.” Now another person is supposed to join into the conversation and add something like, “What store are you going to?”
I suppose that Twitter is in line with the current fad of text messaging every detail of your working day off to the world. I suppose it also is in line with the theory that everyone has such an interesting life that people from all corners of the globe want to know precisely what you are doing 24 hours of the day.
Bull hockey!
This is just another childish fad, another cheap plea for attention from spoiled twenty-first century children, like the way they took MTV and turned it from a show about rock n roll with real music videos 24 hours a day (yes, real music videos with no ads and nothing to buy), took MTV and turned it into a campus fashion show. Twitter is as useless as beepers, and more annoying to the intellect of human beings than silly putty on an ice cream cone. I guess I am just too mature to handle this latest craze of text crapola. It will pass eventually, like a bad meal, or like tattoos and poking metal rings into every corner of your body. And when it passes, someone will write a book about “How I Spent My Summer Vacation Twittering Away Every Detail of My Life and How No One Really Gave a Crap… continued in Book 2, The Twittering Nightmares!”
So…………… I leave you with this PHOTO THOUGHT OF THE DAY
…and the beat goes on…
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