I’ve been seeing a lot of twitter rants around and I knew it was just a matter of time before I wrote mine up. First of all, my definition of a rant is “to speak violently, and sometimes incoherently on a matter” so keep that in mind as you read (emphasis on incoherently).
See, when I first joined twitter I was relieved that I had finally found somewhere that I could anonymously (sort of) speak my mind in it’s most raw form. Facebook had become too crowded with judgmental all-up-in-yo-bizness family members that everything you said was dissected and scrutinized so much that the best you could do was post a “TGIF” (on which a family member was sure to comment “Thank God I’m Forgiven”.. Just saying). Anyways, I used twitter to spill my incoherent thoughts and exhibit my crazy weird almost creepy nature.
Twitter became the sweet escape where I could finally be MYSELF.
I found like minded people that shared my likes, dislikes, sick thoughts, beliefs etc etc and it was oh so sweet (like the taste of cold soaked garri and sugar after a hot afternoon of cutting grass with a blunt cutlass). Then people that I actually know in “Real Life” also discovered twitter. Didn’t stop me from expressing myself but, out of respect (and simply because I’d rather keep some of that stuff to myself), I decided to tone it down a bit. I still used the medium to speak my church mind but in a little bit more PG-13 mode.
Understand? (Abeg if you still don’t understand, go jor. mtcheew)
Anyways, so yea. I noticed that some people that I know in person decided to take advantage of the anonymity (so to speak) of twitter to forge for themselves a personality that almost completely contradicts who they actually are. It’s like they used twitter to become who they either wish they were or the idea of the person their followers think is cool. People suddenly started saying anything that would get them the most followers or retweets, be it yabbing another person, kissing a local celebrity’s ass, “f***ing cursing like a** s**t after every f***ing word“, or mistakenly leaking nude pictures on purpose. I mean, it was out of hand even before I knew it existed. That’s when I put the pieces together.
What I thought was the perfect avenue for inner self expression became the photoshop of the online social world. Give any roadsider a BB in naija and they can win the “Twitter Personality of the Month” award (Believe it or not, that actually exists). Twitter has become the avenue where you can create the “You” that you want the world to see, with very little effort. It’s like a lot of people no longer speak what they really think or believe, but what the general public thinks is cool or right. People are no longer themselves but who they wish they were or who their followers think is cool. But of course there are the people that tweet exactly who they are and what they think, and are sometimes even worse than those that are faking it.
Twitter is where you can find 14 year old virgins that will verbally school you on all the sex positions you didn’t even know existed. Where you can invent an entire day of assorted events from chillin’ with the “hommies” to going to see “That hot babe” and then heading to the club to “Pop Rozay” with “awon boyz”, all done while you were sitting in the living room watching TBN with your father, or while you’ve been making aunty Yemi’s hair since morning. Twitter is where a girl can go on and on about the imaginary guy that has been toasting her, or express her love for her “Boo boo” of 2 years whom no one has actually seen or seems to know about. Don’t even let me get started on the misleading avatars.
Now you might want to ask (and by all means, do) “But guy, not everyone is like that now, you sef why you just dey vex?”.. And to that I say, very well put Captain Obvious, not everyone is an attention seeking monger, of course. But the few that I have come across have caused this rant.
Maybe I’m just having a bad day, or I’m over-analyzing things, or maybe it’s all in my head. But you can’t deny that you have one or two people that act like so on your timeline. This is not something that keeps me up at night, it just all hit me at once that I decided to pen it down. I guess one thing I can take out of this is, thread with care.. That P you are setting with that hot babe via twitter might just turn out to sound like a man, slap you with gbagaun for days and possess body odor. Just saying.
Some might agree with this rant, and if you do then I tip my hat to you for recognizing. To those that don’t agree, you can take this as another point for my rant. That anyone can sit behind a computer and make up whatever they like.