Idiosyncratic concert pianist James Rhodes is disillusioned with Facebook but loves Twitter. Here’s what he says on his Telegraph blog:
Truth be told, I only signed up to Facebook in the hope of being inundated with frisky offers from various beautiful women around the world. Instead, as is so often the case with online expectations, I found myself being poked, prodded, harassed and plagued by old “friends” I had no interest in staying in touch with, psychopathic ex-girlfriends and larger than life (in every sense of the word) girls from Omaha. Certain journalists have also looked through my friends list and messaged many of them digging for dirt about my past drug use, sexual exploits and God knows what else.
A few years down the line, I, like so many others if you believe the news, have decided to step away from the Orwellian nightmare that is Facebook and focus more on a) real life friends and b) social networking sites that don’t know my sort code, mother’s maiden name and Amazon wishlist – namely Twitter.
I love Twitter. If Facebook is the dude with questionable hygiene who sits next to you on the plane and is voted most likely to end up in the newspaper in a story ending “…and then turned the gun on himself”, Twitter is the charming and enthusiastic young student who offers to share her iPad with you during the flight and smells of roses and cloves. The fact that Apple have integrated it into iOS 5 and that I’ve received not one but two marriage proposals via Twitter only adds to the charm. 140 characters forces me to be erudite and brief (and yet amazingly, still able to bore the pants off people) whilst long status updates on Facebook are like a rambling conversation over tea with my demented grandfather but without the scones or vaguely interesting war stories.
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