@twowisegals’ Adventures in Twitterland #Twitter #SocialNetworking

On June 10, 2011, @twowisegals arrived.  Bearing a soft resemblance to a gangster girl, she weighed in at eleven letters, with a vague profile, and 140-character cry.  Neither of us gave her much thought because, after all, she was simply a figment of our imaginations, conceived in the heat of a summer Starbucks morning.  Our intent was to set our avatar loose upon Twitterland where she would wreak havoc for a couple of months…close up shop…and move on.  Besides…who was going to take a perky pastel cartoon seriously?

Throughout the following months our little animation held onto her fedora as we tossed her into the Twitter frenzy we dubbed the Rabbit Hole to make nice with the other anthropomorphic creatures scurrying about down there…following some of them…being followed by others…fun and games…nothing heavy.  Somewhere in the midst of sending and receiving thousands of truncated messages Two Wise Gals morphed into @twowisegals.  Both alphas, we run in the same social pack…politically one of us leans left, the other right…one bohemian…the other establishment.  In spite of these differences we merged, each of us mindfully navigating our way through this conjoined identity…careful to give the other’s strong personality the room it needs…our two voices sometimes agreeing…sometimes conflicting.

Enter the game changers…to our surprise some of those tiny, fast-moving avatars racing down our Timeline began to stop us in our tracks with engaging personalities and thought provoking comments.  They became our regulars…we became theirs.  The first to catch our attention was @iain2008, Twitter’s social justice crusader, who captured our hearts with his intensity and bombarded our minds with issues that forced us to change direction and question our own “hey, girls just wanna’ have fun” attitude.  Shortly thereafter @jetts31 grabbed us with his Speedo and Wife Beater T image as well as unwavering love for his wife and children and tolerance for his pets (Get the damn hamster already!) and mortgage… who couldn’t love a guy like this?  Next @247Sean fell into our world wearing a big heart on his sleeve and enticing us with quick wit, edgy humor, and ancestral lilt…wise and eloquent beyond his years.  Then came @fateddiva who gave us one of our favorite Twitter days when she ganged up with us to call out @247Sean as a pretend player.  @ThisDaddys_Blog was the first to call us @twowiseasses…it took a smart-mouthed, southern “gentleman” (Trust, we use this term lightly!) to quickly peg us for precisely what we are and what colleagues have called us for years.  Recently @colonialdude started to enrich us with his political sarcasm and endless indulgences for our late night antics.  Now our days begin with with warm greetings from @tay_malik and morning toasts from @SpitToonsSaloon (when he’s not vacationing in Provence). Throughout the day @Sparkle_Chi graces us with her elegant #sixwords wisdom…she “gets” us…senses the nuances of our words and moods…if she lived in Chicago, I’m sure she’d be the Third Wise Gal.

As we continue to analyze this Twitter phenomenon, we are trying to figure out its draw and our attraction to it.  Friends who know us well shake their heads and question why we would rather tweet than join them for regular outings.  To answer them, and ourselves, we’ve had to examine some intense questions.  How is it possible for us to have meaningful relationships with others we don’t know and will most likely never meet?  How can friendships be crafted between people when there are 140-character limitations, no spoken conversations, no body language, and often no names or faces?  Logic tells us it’s unlikely…any of these connections is probably a projection of our own self onto the other…the other is more likely a reflection of our personality than of itself.  Are these avatar friends fulfilling our own deepest yearnings…a virtual relationship, unhealthy, at best?

Viscerally we can’t agree because in many ways we feel we have made genuine connections.  Why and how has this happened?  Could it be the result of Twitter having unintentionally leveled the playing field with avatars and character limitations?  And…in being leveled does its rules strip down communication to the bare essence of the message, and more importantly of the messenger?  We feel we make meaningful connections with what we read on Twitter because we “hear” the other’s mind, “feel” the other’s heart, and are not distracted by his or her physicality.  Is it possible that Twitter’s success stems from its limitations?

Recently we gave each other a “Moonstruck” slap and entertained our suspicions of being Twitterholics.  There are happenings that confirm these suspicions…all of which are too revealing to post…we will take them to our graves…no loyalty is more beautiful than that of two women who are keepers of each other’s deepest, darkest secrets…it’s the tie that binds…and explains why many have such close friendships and never break up with each other… after all, it’s lethal to have a best friend become an enemy, especially when she has Italian blood running through her veins.

So…@twowisegals conclude that we plan on staying down here in the Rabbit Hole with you other creatures who affirm, challenge, stretch, and enrich our daily lives…often in ways we’ve never imagined.  Isn’t that what a fulfilling friendship…virtual or otherwise…is all about?

14 thoughts on “@twowisegals’ Adventures in Twitterland #Twitter #SocialNetworking

  1. Thanks for the mention 2smart-ass gals. I guess I need to work on my impression and get a better part in the next story

  2. twowisegals says:

    You are most welcome, “gentleman” and who knows, you just might get a better part in the follow-up story…. In the meantime, look out for the dreaded GB Packers.

  3. sarahlipoff says:

    Thanks to you, @twowisegirls, for bringing some smart and sassy content – and tweets – to the twittersphere!

  4. O'Bese says:

    “Is it possible that Twitter’s success stems from its limitations?”

    Yes, because it engages our imagination to fill in the missing pieces and it was designed that way. Our imagination rarely disappoints us. It’s often the precursor to reality and it’s the latter that does all the dirty work. There’s a parallel here to a quote from Hemingway “write drunk and edit sober”. With Twitter and friends we never need to “edit sober”.

  5. twowisegals says:

    Impressive perspective on Twitter’s limitations, necessitating imagination to fill in the missing pieces…agree that our imagination rarely disappoints us…explains mind’s use of it when interacting with other Tweeters…so tempting and easy to have them become what our psyche wants at the time…however, question that it’s “often” the precursor to reality…rather think our imagination activates our thoughts, and subsequent actions, to create and implement a plan that transforms fantasies into reality…while imagination and activation rapidly navigate through our brain’s pathways, reality is slowed down by endless internal and external psychological, cognitive, physical, social, legal, cultural, etc. obstacles…because of this, reality’s transformation of imagination cannot be “often” no matter how much dirty work reality does…agree with Tweeting “drunk” parallel…no one is completely sober on Twitter because no one has to be…hence the danger of “feel good” interactive addictions created by our own psyche’s projection of fantasies onto the other Tweeter……like the way you think…do you interact with us on Twitter?

  6. O'Bese says:

    Imagination is a “conscious dream state”. Why did we evolve such a capacity? What is it, or was it, in the environment that triggered such an adaptation. We’ll never know, we have to use our imagination.

    “do you interact with us on Twitter?”

    No, I’m too fat to interact on Twitter.

  7. twowisegals says:

    Okay, O’Bese, let’s go at this again…

    “Imagination and fiction make up more than three quarters of our real life.” – Simone Weil

    The human brain performs two functions that contribute to its imagination. The first is biological…there is its ability to image the world around us…take a picture, replicate its image, and thereby have a truthful relationship with that image. The second function, to imagine, is cultural…there is its ability to manipulate the truthful images, thereby creating hypothetical scenarios. I suppose this imaginative manipulation of truthful images began with primate’s ability to look at a stick and turn it into a tool, and this evolved into taking real images/situations and turning them into hypothetical inner worlds.

    The gig is up, O’Bese…know who you are…hi! any friend of other Wise Gal is a friend of mine. Also know you are not obese, O’Bese. So…why not tweet with us? We’d like to hear from you more often than we get blogs posted…:) :)

  8. O'Bese says:

    Maybe you have it right and that is at least part of the genesis of imagination.

    You don’t know who I am because I don’t know who you are. Your identity to me consists of a blinking cursor and certainly that works both ways.

  9. I guess it depend on what you deem meaningful. I believe Twitter feeds the ego, explaining its explosion.

  10. @swainy25 says:

    Wow… Think I have fallen in love with you girls again. The way you have wrote this article and intertwined it with louis carrols alice in wonderland in describing your adventure on twitter is excellent… :) Myself personally am a very outgoing sociable person who not until long ago decided to travel down the social networking rabbit hole… My attitude until a few months ago was so anti social network, I think back and carnt help but hate myself for not doing this sooner. I used to take the piss out of all my friends for using facebook or as I call it slander book, because I couldn’t get my head around how people love the fact they have 500 or whatever so called friends, ecspecially when I know its not possible to keep upto date with so many people…and how could you find the time?? I honestly can count my true friends on my hands, and for me I’m more than happy with that. Since been on twitter tho and actually knowing how to use it now and how it works I must say I love it and carnt get enough of it. I tried facebook and for me as a person its not for me. I don’t need to know what people are up to 24/7 or especially have people know all my business or get slandered by people,what’s the point in that?? I love reading philosophy and creative wrighting and am not interested in tittle tattle so that’s why I use twitter, mainly because I see twitter as a learning tool for information and meeting people I feel are on the same wave length as me.. I don’t need thousands of followers of random people I’m never guna meet. I’m happy just following people I’m interested in. I don’t need a followback or whatever. If I learn something new or can say something new for other people everyday I sleep well….I would definately recommend going down this rabbit hole and meeting all the wonderfull creatures twitter has to offer…And I’m so happy to meet the tweedle dum and dee of twitter that is the two wise gals..so glad we crossed paths. I don’t worry that we won’t meet or that we probably never will, coz I fell that I have met you already.. :)

    • twowisegals says:

      Thank you for your heartfelt feedback…you have had far more social network experiences than we…enjoyed hearing your reaction to Facebook that has been the same as ours…not fans…yet we have experienced the same attraction to Twitter that you have. We are pleased that you like *@twowisegals Adventures in Twitterland. We enjoyed sitting down to analyze our Twitter experiences and writing about them. It’s Twitter friends like you that make it worthwhile. Keep in touch! … :) :) *

  11. @swainy25 says:

    Wow… Think I have fallen in love with you girls again. The way you have wrote this article and intertwined it with louis carrols alice in wonderland in describing your adventure on twitter is excellent… :) Myself personally am a very outgoing sociable person who not until long ago decided to travel down the social networking rabbit hole… My attitude until a few months ago was so anti social network, I think back and carnt help but hate myself for not doing this sooner. I used to take the piss out of all my friends for using facebook or as I call it slander book, because I couldn’t get my head around how people love the fact they have 500 or whatever so called friends, ecspecially when I know its not possible to keep upto date with so many people…and how could you find the time?? I honestly can count my true friends on my hands, and for me I’m more than happy with that. Since been on twitter tho and actually knowing how to use it now and how it works I must say I love it and carnt get enough of it. I tried facebook and for me as a person its not for me. I don’t need to know what people are up to 24/7 or especially have people know all my business or get slandered by people,what’s the point in that?? I love reading philosophy and creative wrighting and am not interested in tittle tattle so that’s why I use twitter, mainly because I see twitter as a learning tool for information and meeting people I feel are on the same wave length as me.. I don’t need thousands of followers of random people I’m never guna meet. I’m happy just following people I’m interested in. I don’t need a followback or whatever. If I learn something new or can say something new for other people everyday I sleep well….I would definately recommend going down this rabbit hole and meeting all the wonderfull creatures twitter has to offer…And I’m so happy to meet the tweedle dum and dee of twitter that is the two wise gals..so glad we crossed paths. I don’t worry that we won’t meet or that we probably never will, coz I feel that I have met you already.. :)

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