forget twitter
I’ve sacrificed so much yet received so little, and so now I must finally do the honourable thing and shut down my Twitter account. Over the course of a year I have quietly filed away nearly 250 useless updates and, needless to say, the world has scarcely benefited from my spastic bursts of wit and wisdom.
As for why I’ve decided to abandon Twitter, let’s just say that I’m having an increasingly difficult time caring about what anybody is saying. Got another petty gripe with an iPhone update? Can’t decide between an ice cappuccino or a soy latte? Fuck right off. My Twitter experiment ended when I finally decided that my time was far too valuable to waste by reading updates sent from one clown or another while they were waiting in line at the supermarket.
Twitter has become emblematic of a networked sociality where we all have the freedom to incessantly share our most banal thoughts with an audience that, truth be told, does very little listening. If we are to continue to celebrate the internet as the most powerful force of communication ever created, then it’s about time we started acting as such.
To be sure, there were a couple of people who I didn’t mind interacting with on Twitter. Rest assured these people all have interesting blogs and create meaningful online content, and so I will continue to engage with them elsewhere on the web. I just don’t want to be constantly informed every time they mutter something to themselves or make a noise in their sleep.
