When a new medium arises with the promise of expedited efficiency, the outdated information highway becomes less and less used. How often do you see people in this day in age prefer cable to digital? The sales market has been virtually raped by the influence of torrents. AOL, Dogpile, and Netscape have all fallen to the almighty Google. Once the prominent phone maker in the world, Nokia struggles to fight against the rise of the "smartphones" equipped with touchscreens. Social networking too has been plagued by the bigger and badder buck. Asianavenue? Friendster? Even MySpace has been hit. The current leader is Facebook despite its stripped interface.
The point that I'm making is that there is an all too often inevitability with the changing of the guard. New, however does not necessarily equate to improved. The thought process has been stunted by the emergence of Twitter.
Granted, Twitter is nothing new. It has been known as status updates on already existing social networks, however because it has been repackaged and presented as its own identity, people eat it up and abandon all other forms of prompts. Such is the case with the fall of the Blogger.
I will not sit here and pretend to deny that Twitter has not affected the way that I publish my thoughts because it has. The tallied information of my posts is publicly available just to the right of your screen. It tells you that there has been a steady decrease in posts for the past 3 years. A good reason for this trickle effect is the choice of information that I release and the filtration of Twitter.
So many blog have been left dormant, and more unfortunately even more have been deleted. The problem with Twitter is that it has, for lack of a better word, stunted how people think. Instead of developing paragraphs of valid information, a good portion of the population now think in the manner of 160 characters.
The problem isn't Twitter itself, because it is a viable source of immediate information. The problem arises in the people's dependency and their ridiculousness of their posts. It is because of the ridiculousness that true writers are given rise to ridicule the unfiltered thoughts of devoted twitter users.
So this is my resurgence to the blogosphere. Whatever Works will not die now. Too many events that have reshaped my live in the past year have gone undocumented. That was the point of this blog to begin with. Somewhere along the way, the purpose has gone unrecognized. But I try to practice what I preach as much as possible, the other option would leave me a hypocrite. Thus, in every passing moment is a moment to change, and as of this moment I am revitalizing and reclaim my little portion of cyberspace.
Resurrection.
Yulster
Moment of silence.
