Many years ago I signed up for Twitter and wrote some messages. My publisher at the time ( Tine Kjær ) recommended this to me. As part of the marketing of my books. I do not know what caused it, but I had enough after a few messages. I think it was the form, the shortness, the lack of possibility of formulating. It all became too small for me. I always need to elaborate. And even though I write elsewhere on this site about the need to express oneself briefly (in short, Twitter became frustrating for me. And I stopped using it. (Even though I’m still there
But I keep on getting messages from Twitter in my mailbox, where they attach examples of people I should follow or read. It’s the King, the Prime Minister, advertising people, writers, Brad Pitt (?), Jim Jefferies (I understand that better), did I mention Brad Pitt? As I receive these in a long, blissful series of emails, I read several briefly before I archive (litter) them. Some of them are good, some are well-meaning, others are satirical, (and succeed) and some are ironic (and fail) – again
… Others are jealous, some are angry, disappointed, bitter…
That is, the whole range of human emotions.
I see this especially well when it is linked to media-covered events.
Twitter becomes a kind of valve for our frustration or joy over something that concerns us.
But when I am reading these messages, it strikes me that they are really a kind of shout, to look over here, look at me, I am here.
(Probably a bit like the fact that I have my own blog where I do exactly the same thing;)
Reinventing your life – or just make your bed, you lazy shit
(Or who do you want to be at the age of 96?) Restarting your life (or reinventing it), sounds like an American “pull yourself together”
One can not defend Putin’s methods by referring to something one is against
Everything written in these pages is based on personal experience. Overall, this is the way I remember what happened. And everything, of course, is based on
Hot dogs are party dope #1
May 17! (The Norwegian independence day) Sausages and ice cream, occasional proper frostbite, sometimes sleet and even snow, but always, (almost) always – rain. Children’s cheers, kids