Sunday, January 30, 2011
It takes all kinds of people to make up this crazy screwed up world we live in. Open up a Twitter account and follow people from all over the world and you'll soon find that out. Some people tweet about their life, what they are doing, where they have been. Others tweet nonsense, hiding their true selves. Some are jokers and some are downright scary.
At this moment I have 707 followers on Twitter and I follow 643 of them. I've come to know and care about many of them through this mental social media experiment. Some I feel I can't unfollow for fear of upsetting their fragile egos. Some are celebrities who don't follow back and don't respond unless you say something so witty they can't contain themselves. Some are sad, lonely people who threaten to kill themselves and live in a fantasy world. Tweeting as another person, entity, or fictional character. These really scare me.
Then there are racists, bigots, and downright rude people. These people automatically get the block from me. There's a woman in London who's tweets are so vile and full of extreme hatred. In a way I feel sorry for her and in a way I don't. She feels she is absolutely right and has a right to spew hatred and I suppose she does.
You also have the fangirls who tweet nothing except pictures and thoughts of their favorite celebrity. It's really amusing to watch them scramble over themselves tweeting to said celebrity if he or she suddenly appears in their timelines. Everyone wants to get noticed and rarely do.
I suppose for me Twitter is company. With all these strange, warped, crazy people I find a place to be myself. No one has to see me. No one judges me. It's just a conversation to keep you going throughout the day. It's news, good and bad, and small 140 character or less glimpses into total stranger's lives.
Some of you Twits are my friends. Others of you I hope to never meet in a dark alley.