Twitter is 5! In a week when so much real news is happening, this story is getting an awful lot of play. Am I the only one who really doesn’t get its appeal?
I’m addicted to Facebook, as much as I want to hate it. It’s like National Rail or the iPhone; as much as it can drive you insane and wish that you didn’t use it so much, you can’t live without it.
But Twitter, to me, just seems to be for self-indulgent celebrities and media types who can’t be bothered to do any proper research. I have tried using it but I just couldn’t get in to it. Maybe if I had more than 15 followers, the vast majority of them being naughty lady types trying to get me to join naughty websites, I’d like it more. But so many tweets are so dull and pointless it just annoys me. I don’t think people really have any interest in what I’m doing, and if they did I’d be a little freaked out.
There are some quite funny tweeters. I’m a fan of Tim Key’s 140-character poetry, and the Bronx cobra amused me this week. But the majority of it seems pointless.
I don’t care what’s trending, I just want to talk to my friends and post snide little in jokes to them. Therefore Facebook is all I need.
I will inevitably be a hypocrite and start using it again at some point, but for now I will remain ignorantly perplexed by the world of Twitter. Happy Birthday!
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