Dear US readers
Would anybody like to buy one of those video game tie-in bottles of Dr Pepper and give me the code under the cap? I’d be eternally grateful, and it’d allow me to wear this Rebecca Black inspired dogtag to confound and annoy my foes:
Flick me a message in my ask box if you’re down.
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Twitter is great for disseminating news, trivia and practical instructions on when and where to meet up in order to overthrow the government, but it also doubles as a hothouse in which viral outbreaks of witless bullying can be incubated and unleashed before anyone knows what’s happening. Partly because it forces users to communicate in terse sentences, but mainly because it’s public. Many tweeters end up performing their opinions, theatrically overstating their viewpoint to impress their friends. Just like newspaper columnists – but somehow even worse because there’s no editor to keep their excesses in check or demand a basic level of wit or ability.