Read I’m joining the campaign to deactivate my Twitter account on August 17 by Mark Frauenfelder (Boing Boing) I deleted my Facebook account a few months ago and am not sorry I did. For the last couple of months, I’ve been thinking about deleting my Twitter account, too. It has become a creepy, toxi…
My Formula 1 race fan community does not use Slack. They don’t use micro.blog. They don’t build and post real-time comments via a blog. They don’t use Mastodon. They use Twitter. I’m staying.
I get why some people don’t (won’t) have an enjoyable experience on Twitter. Assholes exist (they always have) and some are on Twitter1. But real life is also full of assholes. Some live in my neighbourhood. Some live in your neighborhood.
I used to hang out on Twitter a lot. But over time I used it less and less. Not because of any toxicity I experienced on the service but because I was too busy living life. I spent time with my friends and family instead of checking in with every 30 seconds.
I no longer wanted to react like Pavlov’s dog to the Twitter chirp. Now I visit Twitter on F1 race day. I enjoy watching the race while interacting with the commentary of other Formula 1 race fans. The thing that connects us is the F1 hashtags, #F1 and #Formula1.
Leaving Twitter means leaving them behind.
- I too have been the victim of zealous vindictive attacks. A group of social justice warriors decided that I was a misogynistic cis-gendered white man and spent several hours harassing me. It wasn’t pleasant. I did not respond to their attempt to ruin my experience but I spent several hours hitting the block user button in Tweetdeck. ↩