No, I don’t actually own an account from this much publicised networking website.
Or should I refer to it as a ‘stalker site’?
Twitter [for anyone living in the jungle, or stranded on a deserted island, or who has simply been left out of the loop] is a site where a person can update their ‘status’ by sending a text message to their site, and it will update itself automatically. Then whoever happens to be looking at your profile page at that moment will know exactly what you’re up to, where and why.
It is amazing that anyone would want to publicise what they were doing at any minute of the day from wherever they are.
Twitter would be perfect for the busy, headline hitting celebrity. Begin the day by proclaiming to the world that they are ‘Heading into the studio/film set’.
Later on in the day, they could hail Gaston, their hired French cook as the ‘most amazing chef in the world’.
Then give it that nice finish by letting the world know that they are well and truly on the way to ‘Producing the next biggest blockbuster/hit, by the grace of [insert name of god/goddess here]’.
Ironic, as to why these celebrities would want more publicity, considering the amount they complain about the already severe invasion of their privacy.
Nonetheless, celebrities and even politicians have a reason for the use of Twitter, if nothing else, then simply to build up their fan base.
But think about it. How many ordinary people, going about their daily lives, actually have something worthwhile to publish?
Picture this. Enter Mr/Miss/Mrs Ordinary. He/She would have a nine-to-five job. Most likely have ridiculous pay. And not very interesting work to do.
So presuming, that like most of the young generation today, Joe Sloe a 25 year old shmuck decides to procure a Twitter account for himself. What would he publish?
These are just some of the things one can imagine:
“Got out of bed. I hate 6am starts.”
“Heading to work.”
“Tomato and cheese sandwich for lunch. Not bad.”
“Need the bathroom real bad. Blame that T&C mush. Back soon.” [Like anyone would want to know this!] “10 minutes till work ends. W00t!!”
“Train is late. What a bore.”
“Cracked open a Guinness. Best in the world.”
Not very hard hitting headlines that make a person’s life.
So really, what use would Twitter have in Joe Sloe’s life? And what about all the Mr/Miss/Mrs Ordinary’s of the world? We have no fan bases to build. Nor do we lead amazing lifestyles that we must immediately let the world know about. If it were that amazing, the networks would report it for us.
Twitter is nothing more than a site that allows all of us to stalk one another, in a more intimate, effective way than Facebook apparently allows us to. It’s quite a detriment to person’s dignity when one realises that everyone within a 100 mile radius is being constantly updated on what updater is currrently doing or thinking of, every minute of the day!
Mishy <3
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