(Steps up to the podium) Hi my name is Brandi and I am addicted to Twitter. This meeting of Twitterholics will now come to order… Seriously, I know I’m not the only one who has this problem. And you know it’s bad when in place of picking up the phone, you set a dinner date or out of town meeting via this method!
So what if Diddy is pulling an April Fools joke pretending to be married or Shaq is giving away Suns tickets? Shouldn’t I be doing something else better with my life than following other people’s every step? For some reason though I am strangely drawn to this new lifeform called Twitter. It’s almost like that Hulu commercial where Alec Baldwin plays the alien who is secretly turning your brain into mush by providing an addictive program through the internet.
Communication. The word itself in the past few years has taken on many new meanings. With Twitter, while we are technically “communicating” (giving or interchanging thoughts, feelings, information)… We are missing 2 very important things called “tone” & “body-language” which are a part of human face-to-face interaction.
Now before I get too deep into the interpersonal communication or indirect/direct channel explanations and crap, let’s get on a more superficial level. Normally when you talk to someone on the phone or in person, do you break down in super-detail the entire itinerary of your day down to what type of carwash you got, what color your bathroom tile is or exactly what song you are playing in the club that moment? No! Because it’s extraneous information, is a waste of breath and nobody cares! Or do they? It seems to be the case with Twitter.
For whatever reason the general public is in particular captivated with the smallest details of their fav celebrities lifestyle. It could be souljaboy in the bathroom taking a cell phone pic with his birdchest or Solange & LaLa reuniting in LA with a zebra or even Shaq Tweeting during halftime risking a huge NBA fine.<span style
