I have to admit that I'm not a fan of Twitter. It's certainly popular and is a fantastic tool for marketing your products, getting exposure for your blog or website, sharing a pithy viewpoint, etc. It also allows people like the Root of All Evil, aka Les Chapman, to champion his hateful views incessantly to the herd of incredibly small-minded fuckwits who want to control every aspect of your lives. They gobble it up greedily, like pigs at a trough filled with rotten fruit and excrement. Hey, I believe in free speech, even speech that I do not agree with nor care to hear or see. It does not even pain me to say that even the Root of All Evil deserves a platform to tell the world how much he hates you. Because that afford us an opportunity to call him a fucking hateful, petty, nannying tyrant in response.
So, although I do have a Twitter profile that I have just recently created, I don't use Twitter except when I'm researching something or when someone e-mails me and points something out. For me, one of the most annoying things about Twitter is that some people endlessly re-tweet (RT) others' tweets, like mockingbirds. While I accept the usefulness of RT'ing in many circumstances, it doesn't make it any less annoying. That is, of course, my problem. If Twitter works for you, that's "luvly-jubbly." Do what you like. It's your life, and I do not seek to ever tell you how to live it.
On the other hand, sometimes people offer up advice in the hopes that you might reconsider what you're doing. Take, for instance, Sabine Wolff (and I apologise, I know nothing about Ms Wolff or her views on life) who tweeted "Stop retweeting Simon Chapman. Seriously."
This is sage advice, Sabine.
Of course, the Root of All Evil is hurt by that, evidently:
Pro Tip, Root of All Evil: You are often an arsehole of the highest order, which is my opinion and which is shared by more people than you would care to accept. You are rarely nice to anyone and you are one of the most petty, hateful bastards I have ever seen -- and I've seen plenty in my day. Don't get hurt when someone gets sick of seeing your twisted fucking views re-tweeted by your sheep-minions of hate. OK? Now, please, go play with your fish and shut the fuck up for once. If you weren't so in love with yourself, decent people might actually give you a pass.
But you're evil, and people have got your number by now. So no pass for you, Les.