Hey, anybody on here desperate to hear how I changed my mind about Twitter?if not, I’ll share anyway.
Long-time readers know that I always detested Twitter above all social media. It’s stunning how people manage to pollute 140-word messages with endlessly repeated scoffing at “blue checks” (particularly beloved by people who are themselves blue checks), the constant “I don’t know who needs to hear this” and “that’s it, that’s the tweet” and sad attempts at witty repartee.
But then COVID came. And Twitter became the only place where you could modify your feed in a way that wouldn’t expose you to COVID hysteria at all.
It’s a completely distorted view of reality, of course. You spend two months in a lockdown, you never talk to any people and assume that the world is filled with rational, normal human beings who don’t think that Zoom and Amazon can substitute normal human interactions.
Then you emerge from a lockdown and realize that things you say as a matter of course (e.g. small children are not at a major risk of dying from COVID; I like seeing people’s faces; I’m not afraid of catching COVID while walking in an empty street, I played outside with my kid for 6 hours yesterday, etc) affect people in the same way as if you said, “I recently joined a neo-Nazi group and we routinely burn some synagogues and mosques for fun.”
After a few experiences like those, you start spending more and more time on Twitter to make sure there are still people who aren’t mortally offended by the idea that you aren’t completely terrified.