{"id":1239,"date":"2009-03-31T16:36:19","date_gmt":"2009-03-31T22:36:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/wp\/?p=1239"},"modified":"2012-06-26T22:21:13","modified_gmt":"2012-06-27T04:21:13","slug":"how_many_tweets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/?p=1239","title":{"rendered":"How many tweets does an earthquake make?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to send a tweet about it, did it really fall?<\/i><\/p>\n<p>This is the question I&#8217;ve been trying to wrap my head around today, after reading Steve Gillmor&#8217;s latest <a href=\"http:\/\/www.techcrunchit.com\/2009\/03\/31\/the-twitting-point\/\">missive<\/a> from the realtime future (where they speak a somewhat different version of English than we do at present). Gillmor reports on a seismic event that happened near his home earlier today:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>This morning I felt a jolt and reached for my iPhone to check in with my wife on the highway. She immediately asked whether it was on Twitter &#8230;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Now at first, I have to confess, this struck me as kind of odd. Your spouse calls you to tell you about an earthquake at your house, a potentially catastrophic natural event, and the first thing you say is, &#8220;Was it on Twitter?&#8221; But then I realized I wasn&#8217;t thinking of it from a fully realtime perspective. (I still find myself drifting back to real time now and then.) As soon as I recalibrated my mindset, everything came into focus: In realtime, nothing ever happens firsthand. Reality becomes real only after it has been mediated, encapsulated into an electronic message and shot through a network into a virtual community. The unstreamed life is no life at all.<\/p>\n<p>One thing remained disconcerting, though: Gillmor actually called his wife <i>before<\/i> checking Twitter.* He appears to have given credence to a mere &#8220;jolt,&#8221; an unmediated and purely sensory perception. In fact, he says, it took him a full &#8220;10 seconds&#8221; after his wife&#8217;s question before he successfully checked Twitter, at which time he found &#8220;three screens of earthquake tweets.&#8221; Finally, after unconscionable delay, the earthquake &#8211; a three-screener, no less! &#8211; had at last been granted entrance to the realm of the real. The tree had fallen.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, Mr. Gillmor, I had <a href=\"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/archives\/2009\/02\/the_free_arts_a.php\">looked up<\/a> to you as my realtime guru, my Maharishi of the Perpetual Status-Update. Now it turns out that &#8211; dare I say it? &#8211; you have feet of flesh.<\/p>\n<p>_______<\/p>\n<p>*The author suggests that readers not fully familiar with Twitter consult Dan Kennedy&#8217;s fairly comprehensive <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mcsweeneys.net\/2009\/3\/31kennedy.html\">introduction<\/a> to the popular microblogging service.<\/p>\n<p><em>This post is an installment in Rough Type&#8217;s ongoing series &#8220;The Realtime Chronicles,&#8221; which began <a href=\"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/archives\/2009\/02\/the_free_arts_a.php\">here<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to send a tweet about it, did it really fall? This is the question I&#8217;ve been trying to wrap my head around today, after reading Steve Gillmor&#8217;s latest missive from the realtime future (where they speak a somewhat different version of English than [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1239","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-realtime"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1239","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1239"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1239\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1661,"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1239\/revisions\/1661"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1239"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1239"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.roughtype.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1239"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}