The Twitter thing on The Daily Show tonight?
Yeah. That’s pretty much my perspective, too. I know it’s famous last words and all to say you’ll never do something, but I have no intention of joining Twitter, and I have a hard time imagining myself developing such an intention. Thanks to the magic of cross-posting tweets to LJ, I’ve seen a fair sampling of the medium, and I . . . just don’t care. The character limit is so low that the messages end up being meaningless to me; either they’re too small or too cryptic to engage my attention. And I don’t mean any of this as a diatribe against the people who have fun with it, but the truth is that I don’t read anybody’s tweets*, except on the rare occasion that it’s a link, and even then I rarely click on it because I have no idea what it’s about.
Maybe if I’d ever gotten interested in text-messaging, the medium would appeal more. But I don’t do much of that, either.
Yah. I guess I’m getting old or something, and you damn kids with your newfangled things just confuse me. In that case: get the hell off my lawn!
*There’s been one exception to this so far, and that was an extraordinary (and not particularly happy) circumstance.