Twitter is retarded

Twitter, the microblogging service, is about exactly what I figured it would be.  Blogs, famous for being self-effacing condensations of angst and conspicuous choice, are even further condensed into enforced simplicity, which allows them to become ever more numerous.  And I cannot look away.  Like most “Web 2.0” ideas, I use it to track musicians I like, and getting that kind of miniaturized look at people that I admire is strangely compelling.  I admit my defeat.

Score one for Twitter, and I guess, by extension, one for drinking.