Twitter. Why? I understand it's a fast growing technology and I use it for Maybe Baby to keep the site a daily happening. Every day I highlight a moment in rock history and each anecdote is fun to dig up and share. OK, so far so good.
But the incessant updates? Even I'm not interested in my moment to moment life. Why should anyone else be? If I want people to know how great a concert is, I'll write about it. If I have a random thought, I might share it with a few. But, "Eating a slice of pepperoni at Lombardi's." well, who gives a shit. Just me, and maybe the waitress. "Sitting on my porch," so?
We live in an age where privacy is nil and I do have a problem with that. When I see what's thrown out there on Facebook, or what I hear in random conversations, I admit I'm a bit appalled. I'm not a prude, at least I don't think I am, but, hey, some things are best left unshared.
That brings me to the "Follower" part of the Twitter experience. For those not in the know, you can follow people you find interesting, or, perhaps, people will become your followers. I have some good followers to be sure, readers of Maybe Baby, some bands that have caught notice of the blog. That's all good. I also have "PornoWilly," "Britney Sucks Dick" and some of their pals. I blocked them all today. The scanning of new accounts that result in spam followers is annoying and off-putting. Now, I don't mind porn sites following me per se, but I wish it was a bit more personal, like that they really enjoy Maybe Baby. It's too much to ask, I know.
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