Maybe I’m old or just bad at social networking, but I don’t
get Twitter. The only time I’ve come in contact with it is on Tweet Beat, and
from what I’ve seen it seems that the main purposes of Twitter are to confirm
my suspicion that celebrities are illiterate and to broadcast Coco’s ass. And while I thoroughly appreciate
gratuitous booty shots, I can’t justify signing up with yet another social
media outlet in order to view them (and I get more than my daily dose of ass
from Tumblr, thank you very much). I’ve already unsubscribed from so many of my
friend’s posts on Facebook that it feels like I don’t have Facebook anymore
(which is, of course, ideal). I think people are annoying and I get annoyed
really easily and I just think that Twitter is a bad idea for me. That’s simple
enough, isn’t it?
As it turns out, nothing is as simple as it seems because
today I made a Twitter account. I did it because I had to. Apparently if you
want to be involved in the publishing industry you need to be “connected” via
Twitter, so as soon as I made my account I started following all of the
comedians I could think of, Hunx, my
favorite blogger (Karley Sciortino of Slutever), and Ru Paul. I threw Powell’s
in for good measure (and hopefully coupons or something) but all the
publishing-related Twitter accounts I’ve seen are pretty boring. So I basically
got into Twitter for school and career reasons but thus far have not used it
for any productive purposes whatsoever.
So check me out on Twitter and/or help me understand it!
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