But Not to Automate Ad Nauseum

The twenty-third of March, 2018, came, and Twitter’s updated policy on automated tweets across multiple accounts was on.

For the WordPress Daily Prompt inefficient, it reminded me to post something to say a little what that did.

When I was in high school, a chemistry teacher made an observation that noise is a kind of pollution.

I take it, with the policy change regarding automated tweets, that Twitter’s idea was to reduce the amount of noise on it, which I understand to mean useless tweets, tweets that aren’t good information, or that redundantly reproduce what’s already being stated tons of other places. Like this weekend’s “storm to end all storms,” the seventy-five or seventy-six centimeters of snow that overtook Newfoundland, Canada.

The change in policy the twenty-third of March two years ago challenged Twitter users with multiple accounts to stop automating identical tweets across accounts. That kind of practice can have the effect of trying to get a hashtag trending, and thus visible, or otherwise to convince people that a user of multiple accounts is relevant enough they should be followed, “liked,” retweeted, etc.

You can read specifics of the change in policy Friday here: Twitter Rules for Automation & Multiple Accounts Must Be in Compliance by March 23rd

http://skepticreview.com/2018/02/22/twitter-rules-automation-multiple-accounts-must-compliance-march-23rd/

For example, outside information, such as weather alerts, that you automate, only belong on one of your Twitter accounts.

I only have one Twitter account and have no nefarious intentions to underhandedly capitalize on the social media platform or otherwise take advantage of a good thing:  Twitter › @findingenvirons

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Jay Mantri

The shift on Twitter was subtle–I only spent a half hour on Twitter that day, not long enough to see much more than a tiny glimpse of what should be a reduction in “social media noise” as accounts by multiple users become more subtle.

The world was changing rapidly anyway, with a gun control march in Washington, D.C. coming the next day and that news story monopolizing a good deal of the conversation on Twitter at the time.  I guess I felt that the walk was significant given what occurs every once in a while, something horrendous.

It’s outstanding that the most compelling motivation to be on Twitter is to be in contact with significant occasions occurring the world over.  The possibility that clamor on Twitter needs to quiet down is somewhat counterproductive, as a great deal is conceivable, as individuals have demonstrated, getting clients spread over the Twitter stage.

I simply needed to leave this note as I suspected it may be helpful that the arrangement became effective the twenty-third of March, 2018.

Any remark is welcome.

It’s the Beginning of the New and the Time is Noted

Sacrifice is inevitable, and, really, a loss is the essence of tragedy. That’s why tears are shed, whether the sacrifice is deliberate or not, and, in the end, what was most dear to us is gone and never again had. Whatever we lose, no matter how hard we fought to earn it or how profusely we sweated to realize what we hold close, the day comes when it goes and you may not even have a chance to say goodbye.

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Photographer: it’s me neosiam

What do we hold precious? Whatever seems to us to be the best, what we cherish if we are among the lucky, people, animals, places, property… it all goes.

It can be gone in the wink of an eye. What’s more, it will most likely be that we will never have known it at all, except in our memory.

Fate unfolds for one and all, I suspect. We have opportunities to wield our hand and to stake claim to everything we feel we want, but if misfortune strikes, all of it can be taken away, and even if we do everything in our power to keep safe what we love, I think you must know that it will go, that nothing is forever. You don’t have but once, I feel, and it doesn’t matter what else is taught you.

I want to tell you this with the best intentions. You have but what amounts to today, and you have to strike, to hold, and to keep fast, and to love because you can never count on what’s ahead. It doesn’t matter what controls you set for the future.

You will see this time go, and it will never return. The most I can do, I feel, is to let you know.

Today’s WordPress prompt is the word “gone.” If you sympathize, if you “like” this blog post, use the “like” button or “follow” or subscribe. I didn’t want to be the one to tell you, but if you’re the same as me, you’re already here.