Twat Off!

Having resisted for a long time, I have recently joined Facebook. Social networking isn’t really my thing; I’m not the most sociable of people anyway, and socialising over the Internet strikes me as rather frivolous when I can just go to the pub (perhaps it’s for people who have more commitments than I do). Mainly I joined to promote this blog to a few more people, but I must admit it can be fun to share music videos and general thoughts on life with ‘friends’ who you don’t see that often - once you’ve got past the mindless comments of the many idiots, of course! So I now have more respect for Facebook than I used to. However … there is still a social networking menace present on the Internet that we should all be constantly wary of for the sake of our social sanity. Yes, I’m talking about Twitter. As someone who enjoys writing, the thought of being reduced to 140 characters is objectionable. Anything that I want to say in that amount of space isn’t worth putting online; the same can probably be said for most people. Even though I have never spent a significant amount of time surfing the site, my conclusion after brief perusal is that people put mundane inanities (a phrase probably not understood by Twitter users) on the Net for the world to see in order the fill the almighty gap in the rest of their lives! Seriously, do people have nothing better to do with their existence than make the effort to tell others what they had for lunch, or how trendy their trousers are? And of course, don’t forget the smiley face! It’s akin to encouraging intellectual regression. I imagine that brain cells of Twitter users are dying at twice the average rate because they’re simply not being stimulated by anything other than moribund cerebral activity. So rest assured, I will always do my utmost to write about things that matter and, if necessary, at length. And it is my belief that when someone starts taking pleasure from Twitter, they have been twatted!