Why Twitter’s Dying (And What You Can Learn From It)
umair haque

Although abuse is clearly a factor, frankly, I’m just bored with Twitter. For the first couple of years, it was a marvelous new way to make direct connections with people whose paths you otherwise would never cross. It sliced through barriers of time and space with magical ease. It was more a meritocracy, too, where usefulness and insights of tweets could open all sorts of doors. It was a candy bag for discovery, too: You never knew what fascinating thing you’d learn. Now, between pre-scheduled tweets and corporate messaging, not only has it become boring, but I have no real feel to whom I am tweeting. So I very rarely do any more. When kismet goes under the marketing microscope to be diced and sliced to isolate the optimal nanosecond to post a tweet, well, jeepers… That said, having a public back door to corporations to air complaints has been great (looking at you AT&T, Comcast, et al…). Yet the last time I really enjoyed twitter for its brilliant talent to coalesce conversation was at a small conference a few months ago. The back channel discussion about a rather lame panel not only perked up the room, but led to actual connections being made. It was kind of fun, too, but not abusive. There is a difference between debate, insight and insult. Twitter opened the door to new kinds conversations and connections — including this one. I don’t know Umair Haque. He doesn’t know me. Our digital paths have never crossed before this morning. A stray email caught my attention at about the same time morning coffee kicked in and it was down the digital rabbit hole. Very nice to meet you, Umair! Very nice to be here…

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