I came upon this phrase this morning and instantly I knew I needed to write about it. If you read my previous blog, you’ll know I’m on a digital detour, or at least trying for one. In truth, despite my moaning and groaning about being a digital diva in distress, I am not even able to master the two-thumbed smart phone input. The few times I’ve crafted a message this way, the person on the other end called to ask what I’d been drinking.
Anyway – the other day I told an old and dear friend that I had deactivated my Twitter account – not that I used it that much, really. Still, I was attempting to add some follows – I really focus on animal rights and rescue, news and inspirational type accounts – when they weren’t registering. Perplexed and pissed, a few moments of research later I discovered that once you hit the magic mark of following 2000, your account is locked from being able to follow anyone else. Other people can still follow you, but you can’t follow them. The rationale is to prevent spamming. The reality is I feel like a kid in a closet being punished for something I didn’t do.
Anyway, the bottom line – this 2000 follow limit is the catalyst for beginning my much needed digital detox plan. I shall now spend some quiet and snowy days culling through my technology maze in quest of a kinder and gentler place.
Thank you, Twitter.