Twitter is a lot like being in a birdcage.
Once you follow the seed trail into the Twitter birdcage, it’s very difficult to get out. To further lose your self of time and space, there are no clocks in the cage. Instead, everything is measured in ‘hours ago’, or ‘retweets’.
There’s lots of tweets: tweet here, tweet there. So many tweets, and en masse they all sound the same. The cage is full of movement, sending feathers gusting about. There are birds of all shapes and types, twittering and squawking in a cacophony of noise so incessant and encompassing it’s hard to think.
Fortunately, there are some birds in here that can talk.
Some are like kookaburras, when they laugh everyone stops to listen as they are loud and unique, their sound echoing around the twitterverse, echoing from tweep to tweep. Their laughter is contagious, you can’t help but catch it. Then you realise “AHH!! I’ve caught bird flu”, but you’ve already infested all your tweeps with re-tweets.
Some birds are big, like pelicans, and when they open their beaks they are big enough to scoop up the whole twitterverse. Everyone one is swallowed up and absorbed. The world feels smaller all of a sudden.
Mostly though, with the amount of birds in here it comes as no surprise that the Twitter birdcage is full of shit. Three days in and I’m wondering if anyone comes here to clean it up?
I’m new to Twitter. For now I’m going find a comfy spot on the perch, above the feathers and shit, trying to keep my beak shut.
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Do you use Twitter? Jokes aside, how useful do you find it to connect with people?