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I don’t have a twitter account, and frankly, I just don’t see the point.

Seriously dude, unless you are organising a protest in Tahrir Square, what is the point?

Now, as from today? Why would anyone care about it. Why would anyone use a free speech medium which bans free speech?

Ok, ok, right now it is only stuff which offends slebs, totalitarian feminists and their hangers on – gullible fools, useful idiots, knaves and politicians, because these are really the only people who care. Down the road tho? Pics of our animal slaves are sure to offend some animal libber somewhere, so you can guarantee fubsy pictures of kittens doing cute funny things will reach the top of the ‘its gotta be banned’ list sometime.

Old Holborn has a bit of a rant on the same topic here.


  1. John Galt says:

    Don’t you think that Twitter perfectly characterises a large proportion of our current celebrity obsessed, media manipulated, trivial society where the death of millions carries less weight than the latest brain fart from the Kardashians*?

    *Was it Kim or Khloé that got O. J. Simpson off? I can never remember…

  2. Sam Duncan says:

    I’ve never really understood what Twitter is for. What problem does it solve? Why do we need to use HTTP, HTML, and a crapload of Javascript to pass 140-byte (yeah, okay, Unicode: 280-byte) messages around? Technically, it’s “microblogging”. So why is there only one host*?

    What, exactly, was wrong with listservs, Usenet, or XMPP? Other than, you know, consuming less overhead and being far harder for anyone to control or censor.

    The way the Internet has gone over the last 5-10 years completely baffles me. We had this wonderful, decentralized, distributed, network of open standards which took no little effort to build, and with Twitter, Facebook, and paywalls, it’s turning into AOL and Compuserve all over again. There were no national borders here either, and our bloody governments are trying to erect them. Succeeding, too. It’s so depressing.

    *There is, which works more like WordPress in that you can host your own feed and still be connected to the wider microblogosphere, but it’s never really caught on, has it?

  3. CountingCats says:

    Sam, people use it.

    I don’t see the point of football, but others do, so good luck to them.

    Practically? The popularity of the infrastructure used to follow Kim Kardashian allows it to be in place when a real need arises, like anonymously organising an insurrection against a tyrant…

  4. John Galt says:

    This is a bit paranoid, but maybe Twitter is a trojan horse. By filling it with trivia it looks trivial, but when you need to get that message to sleeper agent 26 to whack the VP, you have a stream that is so filled with mindless babble that even coded instructions can’t be differentiated from the rest.

    I’ve heard stupider ideas coming out of The Rand Corporation.

  5. “Technically, it’s “microblogging”. So why is there only one host*?”

    Well, no-one needed more than one before.

    Now, though?

  6. “Seriously dude, unless you are organising a protest in Tahrir Square, what is the point?”

    Well, if you believe this story, it’s used by Social Services to trawl for child abuse tips.

  7. RAB says:

    The whole fuckin world looks like it’s wandering around making Tricorder readings on Star Trek. I sit in the park with the dog and watch them walk through a beautiful environment with their smart-phones held out in front of them and miss everything going on around them, blind to it all.

    I have a stupid phone, it makes and recieves phonecalls in emergencies only. I don’t even text.

  8. Sam Duncan says:

    Oh, I don’t disagree, Cats. But I still don’t get it. JG might be on to something, but it’s a bit tinfoil-hat, isn’t it?

  9. John Galt says:

    Admittedly it is very ‘tinfoil-hat’, but I just don’t understand the attraction of crippled messaging. I suppose it enforces brevity, but whoopdeedoo, it’s hardly rocket science is it? At best Twitter is a marketing gimmick aimed at the very people RAB describes as wandering around with their head in their smart phones ignoring reality.

    As with RAB I have 2 dumb-phones, one Manx and one Malaysian, both standard Nokia cheapest that I use for getting and receiving calls or the occasional SMS. All of the rest of the digital jiggery pokery I leave on my laptop, which is either on my table in front of me at home, in my bag or on my desk at work.

    Don’t get me wrong, I used to have a HTC Desire smartphone when it was brand new as well as a Blackberry Bold, but these were both supplied by my ex-employer and served only one purpose, so that they could call me at any time, night or day, wherever I was in the world and get me to do stuff.

    This was one of the reasons I quit a very well paid job, because I was sick of being a slave to an electronic gadget.

  10. Julie near Chicago says:

    I wish to associate myself with the remarks of RAB and John Galt. Face it, guys, when you’re right you’re right. JG, “crippled messaging”: exactly so; brilliant phrase.

    And I cannot imagine taking one’s phone to the WC lest one should miss an important call or “text.” Heavens, can you imagine? I don’t see how Mr. Rockefeller could possibly have become the Mr. Universe of American Industry. He must have had really really good, um, control.

    I have to kick in with $ 25 every 90 days for my Emergencies-Only cell phone, and I do admit to 4 laptops (a girl can’t have too many computers, especially 17″ Macs–sadly no longer made), but other than that…. I do love my landline Real Phone *snark!*, though. It gives one discreet beep, and then the answering machine gives the computer at the other end an opportunity to state its business while I listen. In the unlikely event that the caller is a Real Person, and the still more unlikely case that I actually wish to speak to him, I can pick up. Sigh … pure heaven.

  11. Julie near Chicago says:

    Oh, and RAB: Up to your usual standard. Tricorders, indeed. Thanks for the grins — :>)!

  12. Lynne says:

    There’s a reason it’s called twitter…

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