When you question anything new, exciting or technologically innovative, you risk getting thrown off the cool and hip train. And, if you are smitten with Twitter or Facebook or Alltop and it brings you wild success and deep satisfaction then this post is not for you.
I've been trying to twitter for a few months, after all 60,000 social media experts can't be wrong? Can they? It's taking up way more time in my thoughts than any reasonable person would imagine and I couldn't understand why, until this morning.
I realized that Twitter is like the lunch room in high school. The cool kids sit together, run the show, and then there is everyone else. I'd love for David Lynch, his Interview Project, Lance Armstrong and a half a dozen other fascinating folks to follow me. But, that's never going to happen . I'm just going to tweet into cyberspace and and have it fall on deaf ears.
I thought I had offended someone on twitter by responding to a personal comment. It thankfully turned out not to be the case, but it gave me food for thought. Twitter portends a sort of familiarity, a network of intimacy, that let's face it folks, really isn't there.
I'm not comfortable hawking my wares ( I keep hearing that Tom Waits song, "Step right up") and equally bored when others do it to extreme. I don't discount the value of twitter in the Iranian elections or that Fred Wilson can point me to some valuable business information. I have bookmarked more information than I can possibly read in a lifetime. But I am also followed by a disproportionate number of pole dancers and vacuum cleaner salesmen.
Where's the balance, what's the answer? Is it a tool that will really help me run my business? Enchance my life? I'm not sure. But today is not a day for thinking any more about it. When the rain stops, we're going for a bike ride. I'm going to make some curry and a big batch of pesto. I'm going to put some new music on my iPod. And tonight, I'm going back up to my studio and fire up the torch.
PS My husband just walked by and said, "you know you could just twit (he doesn't like the verb tweet) something interesting. Just don't dance on any poles or clean floors."