Twits Taking Over

I am not about go into a tirade on David Cameron, Nick Clegg, Piers Morgan or the dodgy subject that is political correctness, but instead on the social networking phenomanon that is Twitter.

I have recently become rather attached to the website in recent weeks, because it does one thing that no other social networking site can do. It lets you follow the lives of your heroes or celebrities where you just want to have a little nosey into their private lives. Facebook requires you to be a "friend" to do such a thing. Twitter? No.

I made an account months ago. But only recently have I used it often. In these 3 weeks, I have witnessed a "banterthon", (if there is such a thing), between Sir Alan Sugar and that annoying cretin that is Piers Morgan. I have followed Stephen Fry's battle with his own head and the lives of many cricketers, currently applying their trade in the Far East, and still Graeme Swann wants to find a Yorkshire Pudding and Gravy for 'Big Bres'. It's exceptional. No other site offers such an insight into people you can only dream of meeting.

And Twitter is how I found about Steven Davies this morning. The England cricketer who has, "come out". I hate that phrase. "Coming out". It makes it sound as if it's something that has to be told and instantly becoming a story. One day, I hope that instances like this don't even get noticed and it isn't even an issue and it doesn't matter. It's as normal as anything else, something I have only recently learnt myself of course.

That will take years though.