I spent a year on Twitter, not active, just following people, but in the end even that proved to be utterly dispiriting. I followed all these people, people I admired, people I had been interested in for years — podcasters, writers, journalists, public thinkers, social critics — and I found that the form somehow diminished almost all of them. Not all, but most. Initially, I thought it was like the Wild West or punk rock, but Twitter is really just a factory that churns out arseholes.

— Faith, Hope, and Carnage by Nick Cave, Sean O'Hagan (Page 180)