I’m clearly the wrong age to grok Twitter, the real-time status update service from Evan Williams. I just don’t get it. Wired’s Monkeybytes says it’s a “public IM network” but I don’t really get instant messaging either; it makes me nervous and I prefer e-mail. But Wired‘s nutshell description at least makes it understandable.
What I don’t get is why. You tell Twitter what you’re doing (in 144 characters or less) and it’s made public. Ish. But Twitter was the star of SXSW interactive. So I’m back to not getting it. Sigh.
There’s something oddly transfixing about David Troy’s Twittermap, though.
But why would anyone care that I’m watching a film, or picking my nose? Why would I care that someone else is? I mean I just spent ten minutes that I’ll never get back learning that wycliff is locking up at church and hethatwas is now fully feisty. Sheesh. I hope Ev sells it to a BigCo for lots of dead president trading cards and all, but I just don’t see the point. Clue me in, please.
Update: Sunday, 18 March 2007 4:20PM: Well that didn’t take long. Watching Twittervision, I just saw my first Twitterspam. More minutes I’ll never get back.
0 responses. Comments closed for this article.