One of my tweets blew up so hard that I went from 500 followers, to 1500 in a few days. I have no idea why it was this one in particular, and not many of the other ones I've posted which I felt were way better.
It was something about how people's lives are bottlenecked by their imagination, and one of the clearest example are the people who think that their only possible hobbies when they are over 25 are either cooking or exercising. Kind of weird how people forget that they can learn art, that it's not some type of arcane secret that only a select few can engage in, and that you could literally learn it at any time in your life. I feel like it was an important reminder, but not something worthy of 78.000 likes.
I really hate the way in which attention in Twitter works: you either get the usual 3-10 likes, or you get the industrial fire hose of attention that floods your feed in a few instants, and there is nothing in-between. And then you get remembered for those few tweets which got way more attention for largely arbitrary reasons, rather than the things you would typically tweet about.
It's really perverse that what you get popular for is not always what you wish to be known for, because it means that the stuff you're most excited in sharing doesn't always get met with attention, whereas the stuff that does feels far more forgettable and generic. No wonder that audience capture has become such a massive trap over the past years.
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2024-05-13