Besides being an amplifier for idiots, Twitter can be a difficult way to communicate. For instance, some skill is required in order to accurately express yourself in a limited space, something I haven’t mastered after more than a decade of trying.

Yesterday I posted an essay here suggesting there may be a lot of dormant amateur radio licensees in the US and that if the FCC were to impose that fifty-dollar fee that’s been kicked around for new and renewing licenses, a significant number of those might think twice about renewing a license they don’t use.

In order to promote that article to a wider audience I shared it via Twitter including a short snippet from the writing along with the link. I did this in hope of attracting an audience for the essay. That turned out to be a bad idea as it generated chatter on Twitter with few actually reading the article.

Without having read the article, the Twitter response was based on the snippet I included along with a dollop of simmering anger some enthusiasts harbor over the possibility of any fees for amateur licensing. The narrative was lost as the response went off-course and, in the end, had little to do with the point I tried to make.

This isn’t a complaint, it was my fault and I’ve managed to learn something else from it. Does that ever stop?

But I will tell you that I find less value in Twitter as time grinds on. I’ve been wading in the tweetstream a long time and sometimes wonder why? The answer is that it’s been a good way to stay in touch with friends but I have to tell you, even that is beginning to wear thin and my days on the platform are limited.