I happened to see a twitter message the other day, and some guy reported that he had been to lunch and paid. I could not help but ask myself, who in the fuck cares? It is the ultimate pscho-babble to write to the universe about how many times you wiped your ass.
"Took a shit at 4. Used 7 sheets of toilet paper."
This is basically the true value of the almost all twitts. Or twitters, or what ever they call them.
Okay, I do remember the cool, quick twitters form the riots in Iran. Cool. Quick. Nice to have in an emergency. yeah, yeah.
But, is this not the poor man's blog? The failed blog? The failed blogger? You open up a business text book and it tells you that your new webpage MUST have talk forum, a blog and twitter. So, off you go, even though you are selling knitting needles, you will create an exciting talk forum on knitting needles. And the mandatory blog. And now the mandatory twitdle-de.
I read recently that there are phenominal amount of new blogs every day. Every day!1,000,000, and in one one month later 999,997 are gone. So what's left for all the Johnny One-Notes? Twittering?
You don't need to be a genius to twitter. Short, useless babble. Hint. Nodoby cares.
"At 1 pm I turned right instead of left."