Earlier tonight, my eldest daughter Ashley (she’s nearly 21) said something downright hilarious. After laughing for about five straight minutes, I decided to tweet what she had said in order to share it with my friends. I had no idea that tweet would end up on the front page of Twitter after having been re-tweeted hundreds of times. A few hours after I had posted, some random girl started yelling at me through the popular social media service, claiming I was “too old” to be on Twitter.
Wait. What? Young Lauren feels that my tweet is “indicative of everything that is wrong with Twitter.” She further claims that my timeline is “filled” with tweets about my children and grandchildren, and that I need to protect my tweets so the world isn’t subjected to them.
A quick perusal of my timeline will confirm to you that I don’t spend all of my time talking about my children. There are many sides to me… mom, nanna, tech writer, ghost blogger, community manager, Microsoft MVP, music junkie. Why, then, should there not be many sides to the “me” found on Twitter? Am I supposed to find out what exactly every person in the world wants to read and only tweet about it? Can you begin to imagine how boring that would be?
In contrast to what Ms. Montano thinks, I believe that tweets like mine show why Twitter WORKS. We don’t limit ourselves to only discussing “relevant things.” Who the hell is to say what is “relevant” to the world in general? It certainly isn’t me, and I highly doubt it’s my newest friend, either. Being a mom doesn’t define me. However, it IS a part of what makes me… ME!
Maybe Jason Calacanis should protect his tweets. Perhaps his 94,000+ followers should drop him. After all, he dared to talk about his child on Twitter! Oh, wait… maybe my friend Robert Scoble should make his timeline private! After all, he did tweet all through his wife’s labor and delivery to keep us updated.
Maybe my good buddy Mark Horvath should get off of Twitter and stop helping homeless people. After all, he’s older than I am! Kirstie Alley happens to be one of my idols. However, she, too, is older than I am. She dares to tweet about her family at times.
The thought that someone should not talk about their lives outside of what one person deems to be “relevant” is ludicrous. I wouldn’t want to live in a world where that happened. In fact, if Twitter started mandating that we cannot add something funny or personal to our accounts I will pack up my computer and cancel my Comcast.