Douglas Adams once wrote in one of his books about a fellow that, once he learned to fly (defy gravity, actually), he learned to understand Bird (a twittery sort of language). I believe that it ruined the experience of listening to the birds for him. Lots of inane chattering going on about seeds and wind currents and stuff like that.
Well, Twittering seems to me like it suffers from a similar problem. Let's deal with this in two ways, self and others.
For myself, who wants to know what I'm doing at every waking moment? Well, besides the nefarious deeds people, but we'll address that later. No one. So maybe I reserve Twittering for status changes of import. But what if I forget one? According to my Twitter page, for three+ days, I've been "Getting organized for the day. Too many loose ends right now." Not helpful if you want to know what I'm doing right now. So maybe I reserve Twittering for intense thoughts, impressions, ideas. That might have merit. Unfortunately, when viewed by themselves, they seem rather pithy and without context. (We may be on to something here, hmmm, context.)
For others, who wants to know what I'm doing at every waking moment? (Wait a minute, didn't we already use this argument?) Well, besides the nefarious deeds people. I imagine one could figure out from some of my Tweets when I'm going to be somewhere or not somewhere. It may be possible to determine that I frequent a certain Starbucks at certain times of certain days. Or that on one day, I might be seen as a small sailboat nearing a particular Cleveland landmark. This aspect of Twittering may or may not be important. Hard to say. By the time it becomes important, it will probably be too late.
So, like the fellow who learned how to understand Bird, who cares? Who cares what a million people are doing at every point throughout their day? Who cares.
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