Twitter is the most Panopticonic method of self-regulating your own incarceration: You’re basically talking to yourself out loud without any real context because you’re typing; but when a friend challenged me — nay, DARED ME — to try Twitter: “How can you hate it if you never tried it?” The gauntlet was thrown, the face was slapped, the dare: Accepted! You can see my Twitter homepage below: http://twitter.com/BolesBlogs
I read our infamous Gordon Davidescu’s Twitter stream last night — he posts his stream to his blog so I wasn’t technically “Twittering” — and I was impressed by a plug for the Boles Blogs Network that he sent out to the world:
I thought that was a pretty neat way of getting the word out about new
ideas while also remaining interesting without being self-interested.
Be wary of refreshing your Twitter feed too often in an hour or you’ll get a nasty yellow error alert from Twitter telling you off:
Twitter also provides neat Flash stuff you can embed on your websites to feed your Twitter updates:
You can also customize the look and feel of your Twitter stream:
Twitter will even help you look tasteless with an ugly red and orange design called something like “retrovirus:”
Your friends can choose to follow you. I only recognize Gordon in the shot below. The other two fellows were auto-added to my account for some reason.
Twitterrific is a fine Twitter program for the Mac that you have to pay for to use, and I did:
You can also Twitter from your iPhone — and I have — using another Twitterrific for-pay product if you want the advertising free Premium version: “Yes, please!”
On my iPhone I can get more information about my friends by tapping on their icon. I have no idea why Gordon is gallivanting around as a woman today on Twitter, but I’m sure we’ll be reading about that in a future article:
Touching the “User Info” button brings up even more detail:
I can even get “User Info” on my own dang self:
Will you Twitter?
I can see how Twitter might be a good communication device if you can remain significant in your want to update the world with your thoughts.
The temptation, it seems, is to put forth every bleat and bellyache — but that is always the danger of living a human life online.