And I mean with a website. Or social media.
I was here for the alt.newsgroup revolutions, I gophered my way across universities and the world, I studiously avoided myspace until it was murdoch’s space and I never quite reunited with my friends.
Facebook came and went, and I joined in, but now it’s running free without me, and weirdly, my life isn’t lacking anything. Or if it is, I’m unaware of it.
RSS feeds – remember those? seemed like a brilliant bright star whose genius would shine forever, then google bought up the biggest collator of rss feeds and then killed it stone dead.
But twitter. Man, I loved twitter.
Back when twitter was a place to just hang out and tell stupid jokes and make up nonsense. I tweeted my way through the Bonekickers tv series, I made friends on twitter, I got work through twitter and I’ve enjoyed it for a large part of the past decade or more.
But maybe its time is gone. Could be every internet phenomena has a finite life – there’s no reason that just because a thing becomes so insinuated into the everyday fabric of real life that it can’t just disappear tomorrow (vines, remember vines?)
I found myself quoted in an article about twitter my tweet was the dangers of bad jokes being taken out of context and weaponised in this new internet flash mob world (remember flash mobs? are they still a thing?) which feels like the last meta nail in the digital coffin of what twitter used to be.
I’m trying to figure out a way to see if I can’t still enjoy the many many benefits of twitter, but maybe… maybe it’s a relationship that’s long past saving and, right now, the only thing keeping me on there is the deeply sunk cost of building a reputation on the site over the past 12 years.
Final note: I AM a coward. So I won’t be deleting twitter. I am trying to figure out a way to delete my entire history and start broadcasting simply art and updates on twitter. Saving stupid thinking for a notebook or some other way to capture that stuff that isn’t exposed to the entire world.