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Dooced, in 140 characters

I have a twitter account, although I rarely tweet. I set it up so I could see what the fuss was about, but one day of Wil Wheaton’s avalanche of tweets convinced me I’d never keep up.

Essentially, as I’ve mentioned before, I kind of don’t get twitter. This means I have passed some kind of fuddy duddy threshold and can now be arrogantly dismissive of things like Hannah Montana in the way of curmudgeonly old men who feel bewildered by young people and their bizzare new thingies and respond with unthinking splenetic bile (can bile be splenetic? Is that a mixed metaphor or a humourous* mistake?)

However, I do have occasional notices that I am now being ‘followed’, as friends sign up, see me, and add me to their list. Alarmingly, I am now being followed by one of my bosses. I mean, I like the guy and all, but yikes.

Can you dooce yourself over twitter, or does a new term need to be coined? To make yourself tweedundant, perhaps? Sooner or later a term is going to be needed.

“Why did he leave his job?”

“He tweesigned.”

Meanwhile my father-in-law, who I like enormously, has befriended me on Facebook. Now, I don’t think I’ve got anything on there that would offend or enrage, but I’m not 100% certain. I accepted his friend request because it would be rude not to, and it provides a good channel for communication. But nonetheless, the potential for cross-generational comic business makes me wonder how they’d plot Terry and June for the social networking age.

Terry: Oh June, help, the vicar’s just friended me on Facebook and he might read my twenty-five things!

June: So?

Terry: But at number 18 I admitted I didn’t like the flower arrangements at harvest festival!

June: Oh no! Quick, I’ll phone him and invite him round for tea while you edit your post! And delete your five favourite movies, you know how much he hates The Exorcist!

*Do you see what I did there? Eh?

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1. I have four levels of access set up on my facebook profile. Friends, Family, Work and Other. Each has progressively less access to see my FB content. work and other basically can just see I’m on FB and not a lot else.
   — Nimbos    Mar 27, 4:47pm    #

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