Being nice to Rocket Man hasn't worked in 25 years, why would it work now? Clinton failed, Bush failed, and Obama failed. I won't fail.— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) October 1, 2017
Twitter is free from peer-pressure. Unless you're one of the privileged few whose following lists are subject to analysis, no one cares who you follow. A month ago, I deleted Twitter because I couldn't keep up with the 300 or so people I was following. As with the battle of Thermopylae, 300 is more than it seems.
300, including respectable magazines and newspapers in the dusk of their relevance, desperately re-posting links and neon-sign images.
300, including organizations tweeting events and campaigns, press releases and damage control, statistics I can't do anything about and petitions that will come to nothing.
300, including a President of the United States who repels you and transfixes you in your seat with his repulsiveness as you watch with horrified satisfaction the tragedy porn that is the unraveling of the state of a union.
300, including titans and deplorables, newsmen and fake-news, and every single voice I want to agree with or rebut, with either unqualified approbation or knowing derision, on brand, it comes with the box, I'll have fries with that, thank you.
To escape the 300 and their depredations, you need rules. Good sense and rules allow me to curate a Twitter feed I can sift through every morning.
Follow people, not organizations. I love Vox. But I don't follow them. Instead, I follow Ezra Klein, their editor-at-large, and the host of some of my favorite podcasts. He reliably retweets anything noteworthy, along with his own observations about Vox's publications. Wherever possible, follow journalists and not newspapers. Follow people, not organizations.