I signed up for Twitter a couple of Christmases ago. Bored, having spent¬†hours upon hours watching E4, including multiple repeats of a bizarre rape-themed episode of Veronica Mars, I decided to go online and see what all the fuss was about. I’d used Facebook and Myspace before, but Twitter, it seemed, gave its users the impression that they were friends with the likes of Barack Obama, Gary Busey and Tori Spelling. You could communicate with these people, write them little jokey comments or just plain insult them.

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