Does Our Twitter Obsession Make Us Poets or Delusional Narcissists?


“I just don’t get Twitter” my roommate said. She was standing over me and my boy friend, her arms folded, staring down at us as we both squatted over our computers updating our Twitter profiles. I could tell she was frustrated. When we didn’t answer, she put her hands on her hips, exclaiming “Twitter is nothing but an endless steam of verbal dihareia.” That got our attention. Was it true?

My roommate is no stranger to social media.

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