{"id":2037,"date":"2009-06-25T19:37:26","date_gmt":"2009-06-25T23:37:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dwan.org\/?p=2037"},"modified":"2020-11-27T16:29:03","modified_gmt":"2020-11-27T21:29:03","slug":"twitter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dwan.org\/index.php\/2009\/06\/25\/twitter\/","title":{"rendered":"Twitter"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>I think that I get twitter &#8211; and there&#8217;s not much to get.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Back in the day, I was a luddite who thought that &#8220;the web&#8221; was just a massive ego trip. Seriously &#8211; I put up a web page on one of the umich servers in, like, 1994 &#8211; and wondered what the fuss was about. That lasted until a professor insisted that we get homework from his web page and turn in assignments by creating a (primitive by today&#8217;s standards) password protected page and giving him the password. That was when I realized that &#8220;the web&#8221; means &#8220;anyone can publish any document, instantly, for free.&#8221; The power of intellectual production was truly in the hands of the masses. That&#8217;s f-ing revolutionary, and we&#8217;re still dealing with what it means when &#8220;everyone&#8221; really seriously has the power of the press. Web 3.0? This is still web 1.0 people &#8230; we&#8217;re just finally hitting the knee of the exponential adoption curve on <strong>internet access<\/strong> in 2009.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Seriously. Did you hear the whinging last week about the digital conversion of TV? There&#8217;s a revolution going on &#8211; but it&#8217;s not twitter &#8211; it&#8217;s people finally realizing that you don&#8217;t have to own a million bucks of metal to broadcast yourself to <strong>everyone on the planet<\/strong>. The revolution is the stuff that is dreaming. Twitter is John the Baptist to his Jesus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Okay seriously &#8220;tweeple,&#8221; shut up a second and let me talk. Put down the crackberry when I&#8217;m talking to you. Some thoughts take more than a sentence or two. If your philosophy fits on a bumper sticker, your philosophy sucks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So then I started a livejournal, against my own better judgement, because this is just another ego trip. Why would I want the whole world reading my diary? Except that it turns out that the whole world doesn&#8217;t read my diary. There are maybe 30 of you, and I know the majority of you in real life. So while it&#8217;s <strong>theoretically possible<\/strong> for the whole world to read my blog &#8230; they don&#8217;t. Google skims me, and I occasionally get a hit from some real human who is constantly searching for (for example) co-working or something. This one time, I posted about giving a talk at a conference and a reporter covering the conference put 2 and 2 together and linked me in his article. So it&#8217;s <strong>there<\/strong>, but it&#8217;s not really the way the thing works. LJ at least makes a nod at concepts like privacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Facebook &#8211; same story. Except that the posts are shorter. Instead of having to read paragraph after angst laden paragraph, I can offer up a sentence or two in a status. &#8220;Got married.&#8221; &#8220;Had a kid.&#8221; &#8220;Cat dying.&#8221; That sort of thing. Once again, there&#8217;s a theoretical possibility that people could scope my statuses all the time &#8211; but they <strong>don&#8217;t<\/strong>. It&#8217;s a vehicle for me to communicate with (here&#8217;s the key) people who I already know. I&#8217;m not talking to the world &#8230; I&#8217;m talking to a few friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Implicit in both my blog and my facebook status is the fact that I know I&#8217;m talking to a small-ish audience. While both facebook and LJ give me delusions of my own globe-spanning importance, the reality is that we&#8217;re a single monkeysphere talking to itself. Maybe 200 of us. Tops.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Twitter is different: It runs under the assumption and the reality that I truly intend every &#8220;tweet&#8221; to go out to the whole fucking world &#8230; which just ain&#8217;t true. I have aspirations that the whole world will hear some of the things that I have to say &#8230; but it&#8217;s sure as hell not my stupid little posts that amount to me saying &#8220;hi, I still exist, and my butt kinda hurts today.&#8221; When I speak to the masses, it will use the same miraculous publishing power that was available to me in 1994 &#8211; and it will @not #include $txt @abbrviations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When I preach, I intend to spellcheck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Almost every time I post to twitter, some random ass web robot will say &#8220;hi&#8221; to me. Sometimes it&#8217;s a spammer who wants me to look at their product (hello &#8220;Boston Bread Company&#8221;). Other times it&#8217;s some aggregator who undoubtedly has a product under the hood. The most recent of these was &#8220;conference call tips.&#8221; I tweeted that I was on a conference call and was suddenly on an aggregator for everyone in the world who wanted to know about &#8230; what &#8230; people who used the words &#8220;conference call&#8221; in a tweet? Because there&#8217;s some sort of emergent global conversation going on about &#8230; conference calls? Give me a break.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Seriously. I get the difference &#8230; and I want none of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I had been abusing twitter by deliberately blocking all those jackasses &#8230; and then I realized: I&#8217;m fighting against the <strong>whole point<\/strong> of twitter. If I want to just &#8220;tweet&#8221; to my friends and family &#8230; I&#8217;ll use facebook. Given that the stated purpose of twitter annoys the crap out of me &#8211; the only winning strategy may be to not play.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Summary: I have no interest in being part of a chirping chorus of (to use the past tense): twats.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I think that I get twitter &#8211; and there&#8217;s not much to get. Back in the day, I was a luddite who thought that &#8220;the web&#8221; was just a massive ego trip. 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