Why I don’t bother to Twitter

There’s all this hullaballoo about Twitter and the twittering and yadda yadda. It’s another company that has taken an amazingly simple idea that apparently quenches an odd thirst to be social.

Why do you think I call it odd? More on that later.

I do not find myself attracted to using Twitter. Occasionally I’ll find myself posting something in the little note areas of any messaging program I use to accomplish the same functionality and… hey, what do you know, my friends can see that message. I know, I know. Twitter makes it easy to change that message from my cell phone or a kiosk or… whatever… but… who cares? If you want to know what I’m doing, call me up… email me… or find some way to contact me using the pigeon RFC, whatever – and hook up with me for some lunch. I’ll tell you what I’m up to. Come by my office, knock on my door.

I won’t go so far as to think that I am qualified to judge this company’s fate. I won’t proclaim that they have 15 minutes of fame and the first 10 are already gone. I won’t say anything of that nature because… quite frankly… that means I have given it some thought and I just… don’t care. Even more annoying are the people out there willing to throw cash at these people for something that is likely to be a passing fad. Sooner or later, people are going to wake up and go outside… no… wait… go to lunch… er, no, more likely, just go to the next budding darling of social sites.

Seriously, I don’t get the point.

Back to the odd.

I find it odd that humans purposefully disconnect themselves from one another in order to… uhh… reconnect through something like Twitter.