And now comes the part of our show where I say things that are obvious.
… I hate Twitter.
I know I’m not the first person to jump on the I.H.T. bandwagon, and I know I won’t be the last, but I was “reading” Someone’s “Tweets” and it struck me how irritated I am with the very concept.
I am forced to read these things because it’s the cool new thing for all the kids who are too good for your grandpa’s social networking site, or even your dad’s newfangled internet gadget.
And why not? Twitter is perfect for the generation who grew up thinking Spongebob Squarepants is high entertainment. With such a short character count, only the most skilled user of “cel phn txtng” can possibly say anything more than instant personal updates on what kind of mood they’re in that minute. Or how much they love their friends’ “tweet” about their hair being awesome.
I hate it because I can’t shut my brain down long enough to reduce my thoughts to tiny blurbs. I’m just not capable of doing that. I’ve tried.
Sadly, I fail at “tweets.”
P.s. Every time I say or read the word “Tweet” it makes me cringe. Seriously. I turn my head to the right and scrunch up my eyes as if absorbing a blow to my face.