I got a lot of criticism after my post on the general uselessness of Twitter without having much tried it. I took that to heart and have used it this week. After all, I do not want to be some kind of technology-lacking Mennonite plain person looking back and shunning the First Wave Amish and their total lack of convenience only to see that the larger world has also left me behind. I have never wanted to be seen as some sort of dated, primitive, archaic anabapist in the sense of what technology and what the Internet brings to us. I never saw post-modernism as the end of religion, and I never saw the rapid evolution of technology as a corrupting thing. I want to surf the Third Wave, not be crushed by it while decrying my plight lounging on the shore.
That does not mean that I have changed my opinion of Twitter necessarily. I said then, and I say now, that a small part of it might be beneficial but most of it is not. It is
the process of sharing and sorting through the ton of posts in an
effort to separate the wheat from the chaff for which I am not sure I am
prepared. I have found much of this to be true this last week. I have found myself guilty of spewing much in the way of insignificant babble.
And, it has been difficult for me because I like to think that I think in paragraphs and whole thoughts and not in some bizarre set of repetitive, nonrhythmic utterances or Tourette syndrome type bursts. Twitter only allows the latter.
Besides, with Twitter there is little point of reference. There is not much in the way of affiliated conversation. There is little married speaking. It is all rather disjointed. It is much like asking a question about the weather only to get a response about politics, and you think "where did that come from". It is a little like all languages speaking at each other at the same time.
I have now gotten a flavor of the daunting task that George Bush and the government must have listening in on all of our telephone calls and reading our emails. It is like looking down into a giant reservoir of fast moving, and unrelated data, and trying to identify that which is important to you. Or maybe, with fear of dating myself, it reminds me a little of the "Job Switching" episode of I Love Lucy in which Lucy and Ethel cannot keep up with the conveyor belt at the candy packaging job they take on. It is pure vaudeville, and that is what I feel like sometimes when trying to keep up with Twitter.
In growing up we were taught to be so regimented. Maybe they call the opposite of this attention deficit now, but I am beginning to think that it permeates our young today because tech is better at mimicking the mind and the way that thought and communication really works. The young are naturals at it. Maybe we have been systematized a different way. Is the new Twitter way better or worse? I am not sure. I tend to think better.
We are now entering the world past simple email and IMing into the strange new realm of social media, and we need to be fearful of not being left behind. I know lawyers still that are in the agrarian age of law. We are struggling with transition to social media, and these lawyers cannot type (keyboard) or are still using fax machines and FedEx as their primary source of tech. There are federal judges that tech has past by. These judges have their staffs print off everything, then they read it, sign it and their staffs scan it back it. They cannot only live without paper, they do not even try. I am fearful that it is a luxury that us ordinary attorneys cannot afford if we want to continue as productive members of our profession.
So, I do not know much more at the end of this week than when I started as to Twitter, but I think what I have figured out is this. Whether it is really the next big media, or whether it is the new big way to communicate, no matter what problems it holds for us old fogies, there is an internal need in all of us to feel connected to something bigger that ourselves. Somehow feeling connected in real time. For the spare room tycoon, the Third Waver, the connected lawyer, the carpet commuter, the solo practitioner, and to those hanging a shingle, Twitter is the comfort food that at least satisfies this appetite or this craving for us now.
We all look for that synchronicity in life in which two or more events or comments, which are causally unrelated occur together in a meaningful manner. We all hunger, we thirst, we itch for the relationship of minds, the relationship between ideas that might be casual on some level, but when they occur simultaneously they have a cause and effect on us. Those haha moments. And on the higher level that is what Twitter offers.
For now, I will keep at it to see what else can be learned in between learning what a Squeeze concert is, and what people are having for dinner, and when they are going to bed. As it turns out, I too live for the haha moment. The question is still can I make a living while keeping up with all of my options. Relationships, after all, are full time jobs in and of themselves.
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