The Twitter feed

Subject: The Twitter feed

What is it that owning a Twitter Account turns many people into raving extremists, hell bent on trashing ideas and comment other than their own. What brings out this bile where normally sober minded people go ape over the most innocuous thoughts when they are presented on Twitter. Is it all about being once removed, out of danger of physical attack that affords them the privilege of being vile to another human being. Is it a primeval thing, a sort of road rage response when frightened out of our calm persona or is that the persona we project is just a sham, a socialising camouflaged which under normal circumstances allows us to superficially get on with people. Do the pressures of modern living and the sheer volume and complexity simply drown out the decent human being revealing in its place, a hellcat, caged spitting and hissing because of the realisation of how impotent we have become both in politics and in the artificial nature of our existence.
I suppose most of us growing up are followers not leaders. We take our cue from what we watch and read as well as what we pick up in conversation, we are primed by second or third hand information which in some way we reformat to fit our own prejudice. Is it any wonder, having gathered our political information from the shifting sands of prejudicial posturing that we feel, not only confused but agonise for some sort of truth. Is it any wonder that truth, having gained the right and acclaim of each individual preference, and the daily evidence of the lengths people will go in the pursuit of their own truth (Boris and his connivance to close parliament is but the latest example) we become angry about our naivety for having gone along with the facade.
Twitter allows the rage of our impotence to hit where it can. It doesn't need rational thought only a knee jerk reaction to the pain of the irrevocable knowledge that in this globalised world we lack that most special human attribute, a feeling of our own importance.