Considering yesterday’s topic, I suppose that might not be the best title. It’s just that I feel somewhat compromised today.
I’ve made no secret of the fact that I don’t think much of Twitter. I love brevity, but let’s not get stupid about it. Nevertheless, I have created a Twitter page. It’s only an experiment in blog promotion; we’ll see what it’s worth.
On my Twitter page you will not find:
- What I am eating.
- What I am drinking.
- What I am wearing.
- Where I am.
- Where I am going.
- Where I have been.
- What I am doing.
- What I just did.
- What I am about to do.
- How I am feeling.
- What I am thinking.
- [Fill in your own narcissistic category]
- Truncated words and sentences. Every sentence will have a correctly-spelled subject and verb, correctly punctuated and capitalized, guaranteed, or your money back (blog post titles not included).
The only item on the list above with any value (and that tenuous) is “what I’m thinking”; but any thought I can complete in 140 characters is not worth reading—not alone, anyway. That goes for you, too, by the way, even if your name is Mohler or Piper (I did get a kick out of fakejohnpiper, though).
I surfed around twitter a bit, looking for something redeeming. I expected hoped for some dignified Presbyterian profundity at Ligon Duncan’s page (I enjoyed him immensely at Together for the Gospel 2008, and expect to again in 2010). Nope. From there I clicked Phil Johnson’s rather juvenile-looking avatar. Now, I’m not a Phil Johnson fan-boy, but I can say I liked him even before he was blogging. I had listened to his sermons, visited his Spurgeon Archive, Hall of Church History, and Bookmarks, and of course, benefited from his work at Grace to You. So I clicked into his Twitter page with expectations a bit high, perhaps. Well . . . I never would have anticipated using this word in relation to Phil, but here it is: b o r i n g. Phil shouldn’t take it personally, though. Everyone is boring on Twitter, even my friends Tim and Daniel. (Tim and Daniel were my first two followers, until they read this post. They only followed me because I followed them first, anyway.*) It’s not like I’m any better; if I did like everyone else, I could out-boring Al Gore tweeting his backyard thermometer fluctuations on the hour, every hour.
I won’t be doing that. My page will look like John Macarthur’s (and who could be better to emulate?) most of the time. The rub is that I’m already subscribed to the Grace to You feed, so I have no need to follow him on Twitter. The same will be true here, if you already subscribe to this blog’s feed. So this will serve as just another feed to this blog, for the Twitter crowd. “The Thirsty Theologian: Going into the Highways and Byways . . .” I may occasionally rarely throw in a personal news item, but I will try to keep those in line with “soup questions.”†
So off I go, on a most likely useless experiment. Follow me here. Or don’t.
* If you choose to follow me, don’t get your feelings hurt if I don’t reciprocate. I don’t intend to actually follow anyone, including these guys. I do follow their blogs—you know, where they can actually say something. Maybe I’ll follow yours, too. Update: Now, this one, I will follow, at least until it gets boring.
† see Finding Forrester.