SteamyWynndows

I’ve got a bone to pick, and this particular bone has been needing a good picking for years. Today’s bone picking is centred around the much used, but rarely used understood #hastag.

Hashtags are an ingenious tool twitter developed to increase interactivity, and ultimately, conversations between unconnected users. The idea is that you something of worth on a particular topic and include a has tag at the end of the tweet so others can search for conversations on the same topic and either agree with your statement or shoot you down and crush you into pieces of fail whale mess.

It’s used to connect people of similar interests, to enable instant consumption of content most importantly news.  Who here first heard of Michael Jackson’s death via BBC news? Nah, didn’t think so. You heard it first on twitter because the entire world was being hit with the same message.  A hashtag becomes a hub, a meeting place for the entire world to converge and create chaos or harmony.

What hashtags AREN’T designed for is to finish off your poorly scribed tweets with a meaningless statement that nobody even relates to, let alone clicks on.  Some example:

*Missed my train this morning #SleptIn
**Didn’t miss my train this morning #BOOM
***Thought I forgot my lunch, but mum packed it for me #GoMum

How the bloody hell is #BOOM meant to entice me into a conversation? How is #GoMum affecting anyone other than you and your incredibly organised mum?

The final scrap from the bone picking rant is the absolute fuckwits who use hashtags on Facebook!

* made it up
** made it up
*** made it up