While the rest of the world was making “Friends” on Facebook (FB), I looked on with disdain. It annoyed me that even though the very foundation of FB was built on lies and deception, that people all over the world were signing up. Since FB’s inception was based on thievery, I have detested FB and refused to become a member. Truthfully, until I signed onto Twitter, I regarded pretty much all SM as a ridiculous waste of time. I saw its relevance for teenagers and wannabe’s, but could not imagine that any persons of quality would want to participate.
Let’s face it, SM is a far cry from the usual avenues of social and professional introduction. I’m still relatively young, but I come from the place of actually sharing common friends and acquaintances as the basis of new relationships. In fact, I have worked diligently to protect myself from “strangers”, always having unpublished phone numbers and a Post Office box rather than mail delivered to my residence. All of this has been to zealously guard my privacy and to a large result, it is reflective of being stalked multiple times.
The Witch Hunt launched in March of this year against Charlie Sheen is why I landed on Twitter. As an American and a screenwriter, I am acutely aware of how slippery the slope is when you start monitoring a citizen’s right to Freedom of Speech. Hence, my request that you “hit” The Censorship Research Center’s button on this blog, so that Word Press will make a donation to them in my name. The character assassination against Mr. Sheen outraged me. Here is a long-established and highly respected actor, who just because he was frustrated and made what were — admittedly — politically incorrect, and albeit in very poor taste, comments, became the victim of a 21st Century tar and feathering. When the attacks on his character became more personal and frankly outrageous, I felt compelled to defend a fellow citizen and artist. My intention was to post a couple of comments on Twitter and be done with it. Had I been given a choice, I would not have signed up an account, but would have preferred to post anonymous tweets. That not being an option, I opened an account and thought to myself: okay, now that I’m here, how will I present myself in order to draw the biggest demographic possible?
Intuitively, it seemed obvious to me that the best Profile name would be something that would stand out in the vast world that is Twitter and also provide potential peeps with a bird’s-eye view of who I am as a person. So, I chose @Fey1IsleofSkye as my Profile address and announced myself as “The Fey Queen”. I chose Edward Robert Hughes‘ iconic portrayal of the faerie Queendom in his painting “Midsummer’s Eve” as my avatar. Look for another blog elaborating on these choices in the future. Suffice it to say for now that they resonate with my private self.
Like many peeps, my first few hours on Twitter were largely spent learning the lay of the land, so to speak. Given my background and interests, I naturally gravitated towards Following folks already on my radar, such as friends. As I was surveying the terrain, I began to notice something that startled me…there were some pretty impressive and interesting people on the site. They were talking — openly — about important issues, trends as well as their personal lives. As a writer, and therefore observer, this was fascinating and…exciting. Thus, began my obsession with Twitter. This social platform became my Alter Ego of the 21st Century. Twitter is where I go to be heard and more importantly, help others to find their voices as well.
Unlike any other medium, Twitter is the in-your-face and no escaping platform for people all over the globe to be heard. I am blessed to now have Followers and many friends all over the globe in my own mini United Nations of Twitter. This to me as a writer is beautiful. As a person, it has literally changed my life. Before I was logged into Twitter, I was living a largely solitary existence. My friends and colleagues are on the West Coast and here am I, in the hinterlands of the Pine Tree State of Maine. How I got here and why I’m still captive here, is another story, but suffice it to say that Twitter and those who are members of The Fey Queen’s “Clan” came into my life at one of its darkest moments, and the light that we have shared together has given me hope.
What I have discovered in a little over four months — and I might add, to my great surprise — is that mostly, people are good. They are interested in each other and the future of this tiny space we call home. They share universal hopes, dreams, annoyances, joys, heartaches and especially compassion. In many ways, they have shown me more unconditional love than even my family and friends. I guess you could say that Twitter is the equivalent of a SM canine , or man’s best friend. I know for a fact that it has become my BFF and I have been blessed to make some really amazing friends through it. This is something expressed by various peeps on a daily basis and I think it reflects that Twitter is the perfect balance between intimacy and anonymity. One of my Twitter BFFs recently said it well: “tough skin here …sometimes people just need to vent with no questions asked just acceptance and understanding.” That is the essence of Twitter. It’s the village square of yore come home to today’s internet.
Like many others, I believe and more importantly sense, that mankind is potentially facing either our gravest or our greatest moment. I can’t necessarily predict what’s coming (although, I have a pretty clear idea), but I can tell you this, whatever is approaching will first find its voice on the most progressive SM platform of our time, Twitter. Hopefully, I’ll see you there.
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