But why Twitter?
Regular readers here know I’m not anti-technology. I love it. It absolutely fascinates me. I have some hefty computer capabilities in the back room and this laptop runs about 12 hours a day in the living room. Heck, I’m even a gamer.
But I have drawn a line, more or less. I don’t use cell phones. I don’t need, or want, to be reachable at all times by anyone in the world. I carry a prepaid TracFone for emergencies and have placed a total of about three calls on it in five years. (I actually worry, and have dreamed, that in an emergency I won’t know how to place a call on it.) If I want to call someone, I do it from home, where a corded land line seems a prudent addition to the cordless phones all over the house. I don’t call people at work unless it’s business; if they’re at work, personal calls are intrusive and inappropriate. I don’t call people at mealtime. I don’t call after 9 or 10 pm.
Maybe, then, you’ll understand why I don’t get Twitter. I just don’t. If I want to email you, I’ll used my computer. If I want to talk to you, I’ll use a phone. But why would I send you a tweet? If the phone is in my hand, why wouldn’t I just call you?
Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m getting old.
P.S. I forgot IMs. Those are on the computer, too.