But Is It News...?
31 Oct 2009 22:52Stephen Fry considering quitting Twitter isn't major news. Does it have to be a major feature of the BBC News pages for half the day? Not really, no.
So, to the key issue for some people: does Twitter matter? Does anything, if you really want to be so bloody picky? It all fries in the solar supernova in ten billion years anyway - starvation, world debt, soccer, shopping for shoes, "The Cess Factor", "Strictly Old-Fashioned Prancing About With Self-Absorbed Non-Entities" - and all the people who seem so curiously desperate for EVERYONE to know that they've never used Twitter, and think it's for "sad people". If you're lucky, you'll have been extinct for millions of years anyway, and all you ever thought of as "mattering" has been dust and less than dust for millennia...
Depressed now? What are you gonna do about it? Go on Twitter and bitch about it...?
Ah, screw it. In trying to sound so bloody superior, the Smug Brigade are the only ones making a really big deal of it all - and weren't you the ones telling Twitter users to "get a life"? It's like "goldy" and "bronzy", except it's made of iron, y'know.
I wonder what fabulous, life-affirming experience in your full and varied "(Get A) Life" you had to postpone to "share your wisdom" with the "sad people"? Getting stoned to dull the pain of the stark realisation that, despite your dreams as a six year-old, you've not managed to become a pop star, or millionaire soccer-player after all? Trying to impress the "chicks" with your ability to get blind drunk and collapse in the street in a pool of your own vomit?
Okay, I'm done giving a damn now. And so are they, most likely, now it's "Get Drunk Time". And Stephen Fry hasn't shut up shop yet. The world just keeps on turnin'...
So, to the key issue for some people: does Twitter matter? Does anything, if you really want to be so bloody picky? It all fries in the solar supernova in ten billion years anyway - starvation, world debt, soccer, shopping for shoes, "The Cess Factor", "Strictly Old-Fashioned Prancing About With Self-Absorbed Non-Entities" - and all the people who seem so curiously desperate for EVERYONE to know that they've never used Twitter, and think it's for "sad people". If you're lucky, you'll have been extinct for millions of years anyway, and all you ever thought of as "mattering" has been dust and less than dust for millennia...
Depressed now? What are you gonna do about it? Go on Twitter and bitch about it...?
Ah, screw it. In trying to sound so bloody superior, the Smug Brigade are the only ones making a really big deal of it all - and weren't you the ones telling Twitter users to "get a life"? It's like "goldy" and "bronzy", except it's made of iron, y'know.
I wonder what fabulous, life-affirming experience in your full and varied "(Get A) Life" you had to postpone to "share your wisdom" with the "sad people"? Getting stoned to dull the pain of the stark realisation that, despite your dreams as a six year-old, you've not managed to become a pop star, or millionaire soccer-player after all? Trying to impress the "chicks" with your ability to get blind drunk and collapse in the street in a pool of your own vomit?
Okay, I'm done giving a damn now. And so are they, most likely, now it's "Get Drunk Time". And Stephen Fry hasn't shut up shop yet. The world just keeps on turnin'...