I can smell my soul when I cook.
Ask me anything! I know a lot!
Ask me anything! I know a lot!
Here’s a little secret that you won’t give a shit about.
Over the past eight weeks I’ve tried to tweet in a way that makes me lose followers. Not every tweet, but generally, it was a “no tweet barred” approach that was meant to see what happens when I try to make people unfollow me.
My tweets were aggressive, offensive, stupidly sexual, and rage-filled.
Why? Do you see how people act on Twitter? OMG. It’s horrible. The worst. Senseless bullshit that is essentially someone’s crazy internal monologue that indicates he or she needs help. But people still follow. No one says anything or does much of anything (or so I thought). I was fascinated by the abuse we allow ourselves to take from people on social medial, those who have developed a need to abuse us with a relentless stream of awful. At least that was my perception.
The result? A net gain of followers in total but about 1.4 followers for every 1 unfollow. The thing I learned is that I was wrong. Many people won’t stand for the abuse. They get sick of it and move on. So good for them.
If you’re still following me, you’re stronger than you can possibly imagine.
Or you have muted me.
Whichever. Cool.
