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The revolution will not be televised, but you can damn well believe it will be Twittered, and then promptly forgotten as it scrolls off the screen.
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The U.S. State Department said on Tuesday it had contacted the social networking service Twitter to urge it to delay a planned upgrade that would have cut daytime service to Iranians who are disputing their election.
— Reuters
A few weeks ago my grandma asked me about Twitter (for whatever it’s worth) and over the last few months both my parents have gotten accounts. In thinking about this, it’s kind of a perfect platform for parents looking to keep up with their adult children. I realized in a conversation this morning that the answer to the common Twitter question, “who cares what I ate for breakfast?” is your mom.
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“George Stephanopoulos, Katie Couric and other distinguished news figures were on the USC campus for the Walter Cronkite Awards on Wednesday to talk about the state of their professions, but it was impossible for the conversation not to steer to the crazes that have consumed most of media: Blogging and Twitter-ing. “I Twitter and blog very selectively,” Couric told a crowd of students, politicos and other journalists. “I don’t think anybody gives a rats ass whether I am about to eat a tuna sandwich. I don’t even care. Some of it is so inane and narcissistic and bizarre I don’t quite get it. I don’t know why anyone would want to read it, much less why I would want to write it.”“
Couric and Stephanopoulos: Twitter and the Trivial - Wilshire & Washington on Variety.com
Flutter - “It’s like a hummingbird’s wings flapping. Which is like really fast. Which is like faster than a regular bird tweets.”
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Everyone’s on The Twitter these days, so we’ve added a “share to Twitter” button under the Share options so you can easily send a video into your Twitterstream.
It’s 140 characters. It’s so few characters. If you need a ghostwriter for that, I feel sorry for you.
— Shaq on celebrities who use ghost Twitterers, in the NY Times
Now, I am of the school of Not Knocking Things Until You’ve Tried Them (um, that is one of the bigger lies I’ve ever written about myself) so — after Sam harassed me for what seemed like ages (five days?) — I decided I would give Twitter a shot. I have a blog, I rationalized: I should be checking out the “competition” (I had read somewhere Twitter was going to “kill” the blog). I guess I sort of felt like what Angelina Jolie probably feels like when she looks at paparazzi pictures of Megan Fox: paranoid, superior and angry
“this is how our generation communicates now, with detached bite-size yippity yap”
Dude Turns to Twitter As Guy Breaks In His House
“Well, our array of omnipresent blinking gadgets has officially rendered us totally incapable of normal human action. The proof: David Prager, whose reaction to having his home broken into was to Twitter about it”
