Let’s remember one of the cardinal rules of social media. Out of 100 people, 1% will create the content, 10% will curate the content, and the other 90% will simply consume it. That plays out on this blog, that plays out in Twitter, and that plays out in most of the services we are invested in.
I find myself walking down the street, and every fucking thing I think about, I also think, “How could I fit that into a tweet that lots of people would favorite or retweet?” It’s disgusting, and I feel like a meth addict, with constant, obsessive urges to fit every goddamned idea into a tweet. To share. With you. Without any real filter, which is what the writing process is.
In the past, when I’ve unfollowed someone on Twitter, I’ve found myself literally forgetting that they exist. Isn’t that fucked up? Like, if the only thing keeping them in my life was their Twitter feed, an unfollow actually gets rid of them permanently. And then one day someone on my Twitter feed will retweet them and I’ll suddenly remember that they’re still alive and tweeting. Who knew an unfollow could wipe someone out forever?
I don’t agree with everything being said here, but I found this paragraph particularly astute. I’m never bummed out when someone stops following me or doesn’t follow me to begin with. Who wants to be noise?
Update: Drew Olanoff has the note from IFTTT CEO Linden Tibbets:
In recent weeks, Twitter announced policy changes that will affect how applications and users like yourself can interact with Twitter’s data. As a result of these changes, on September 27th we will be removing all Twitter Triggers, disabling your ability to push tweets to places like email, Evernote and Facebook. All Personal and Shared Recipes using a Twitter Trigger will also be removed. Recipes using Twitter Actions and your ability to post new tweets via IFTTT will continue to work just fine.
In other words, anything syndicating tweets out elsewhere will stop, but recipes for posting new tweets will still work. So it’s half bullshit, but still bullshit.
in but not out is exactly the definition of all bullshit.
Bullshit. I am getting so tired of reading these stories. My tweets are mine and I want to save them to MY archive. It’s really difficult for me to imagine not using Twitter, but this kind of thing is really making me consider it. I wish they would stop being such dicks.