You were correct. That's the reason I've never even looked at twitter. The idea that others could control the free flow of my speech was and remains distasteful. The very idea that I could or would choose to limit my expressions of belief to a single line of prose is absurd on the very face of it. Like an eagle soaring above snow-capped mountains, I need the clean, pure expanse of an empty page to even begin to articulate the mightly stirrings of thought that arise from the depths of my mind. When I write, the mighty krakan is unleased, and breaks the surface of the sea of ignorance like the upswelling of an erupting volcano of wisdom from the ocean floor. I have flaming fire bombs for you all, my dear little people. You may sacrifice your virgins to me, I permit it, for it is only fair and just. Twitter? Pagh! A fie upon your twitter!