While some of you may debate the accuracy of the title, I am certain that an entire post about the fact that I have finally succumbed to the gravitational force that is Twitter qualifies for the slightly hyperbolic statement.
My opposition was first rooted in the inanity and drivel that were the limited tweets that made it into my Twitter-free world. That line of thought was muted when a friend boxed me into admitting that if I consider haiku the most difficult poetic form, it was illogical to not consider tweeting or micro-blogging the most difficult blogging form.
The more lasting opposition was born of just not finding a purpose to it. Whenever the subject was broached I would simply state “I’ve yet to have someone make a convincing case on why I should.” I would sit and listen and I was not swayed… until last night.
My friend, LiLu and I were talking and she was, yet again, trying to convince me to just make the step. After a few minutes, she gave up trying to penetrate my too thick skull. Forty minutes later the subject had changed multiple times, another round of drinks had been ordered, and she handed me her phone with the simple preface “This is what you’re missing with Twitter.”
brandyismagic: HAD’s having his first radiation treatment tonight. Then I’m going to make him watch The Bachelor. I think he’d prefer more radiation.
For those of you not familiar with Brandy and her Hot Awesome Dude, she and her manfriend are dealing with his recent diagnosis of multiple myeloma. They are the reason that a great number of bloggers loaned our corners of the internet to Brandy to tell their story and ask for positive thoughts. They are the reason that even more bloggers gave their time and, ahem, singing to create the Love Harder video. They are the reason that people all over the world have donated thousands of dollars to research a cure for this disease through the Love Harder Project.
Through all of this and against a backdrop of serious medical hardship, Brandy found a way to be funny, and poignant, and encouraging, and it made me a little misty. And that’s what I was missing with Twitter.
While Lilu still needs to teach me the ways of Twitter, you can now follow me @restrntrefugee.
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