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sunkenships
Ahhhh! I have, until today, shunned all forms of social media (I don't even have a facebook, much to the astonishment of my friends). I am now tempted to sign up for Twitter for the sole purpose of "following," John, but remain hesitant, because is there any way we can know if it is truly him?
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dreamboatcaptain
The fact that the latest tweet is a vegan recipe on the ISKCON site leads me to believe this is either really John, or an impostor who is so good at what they do that it might as well be John.
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Tiggy-Winkle
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Wild Creature
Jumping the shark to assume that this is legit or jumping the shark on JD's half for finally getting a twitter?
CLARIFICATION PLEASE.
Edit: I hope it's not in response to JohnP's perfect quote.
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Wild Creature
jumping the shark for joining twitter, i'm pretty sure it's him -- i'm really half-joking, as i am an avid twitter user. but i just feel like JD has resisted this sort of advertising for so long, it seems like this is a merge marketer pushing him to do it. maybe i'm wrong, but it just seems a little, i don't know. i don't want to say contrived, but perhaps maybe a little . . . forced?
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erikdardan
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Wild Creature
jumping the shark for joining twitter, i'm pretty sure it's him -- i'm really half-joking, as i am an avid twitter user. but i just feel like JD has resisted this sort of advertising for so long, it seems like this is a merge marketer pushing him to do it. maybe i'm wrong, but it just seems a little, i don't know. i don't want to say contrived, but perhaps maybe a little . . . forced?
I dunno, it feels pretty relaxed to me... an outlet for random thoughts, sort of like a micro-version of Last Plane to Jakarta. I certainly didn't get the sense that the primary impetus would have come from outside! Maybe he was just really amused by writing back and forth to Franklin that one time on the Extra Lens account?
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Achillius
I feel like the only downside of this is that inevitably there will come a day, weeks or months from now at three in the morning when John will decide to Tweet about cows or something, that my phone will wake me up with a text notification and for a brief moment in the blurry darkness I will, half-asleep and squinting, believe that John has personally sent me a text message. The realization that this cannot possibly be true, and that to have even entertained the thought was lunacy, will maybe crush me a little bit.