There’s a new trend on Twitter in which celebrities post photos of themselves holding a piece of paper with their Twitter address written down. You know, to prove that it’s really their Twitter account. (Phew, no more fake Dannys DeVito!) I guess that makes sense. Being a celebrity is pretty hard. People always signing up under your name to post terrible 140-character jokes as if they were your character in Ruthless People. “Throw Mama from This Monorail #unnecessaryremakes.” And the like.
I don’t know why this is so funny to me. It just seems like there has got to be a better way. It’s as if the celebrities are holding up a copy of today’s newspaper to prove that their time machine really works. Also, to whom are they trying to prove that this is their real Twitter? Because the success of fake Twitters proves that people don’t care. They just want to read something that seems at least slightly plausible to have been written by a person that which and also in addition to they seened on the TV.
Check out Leighton Meester:
“I was just being chauffeured around town and I thought ‘what better time to reach out to my fans via the micro-blogging network than right now, being chauffeured around town.’ It’s really me, you guys. You can tell by how ridiculous and poorly thought out this whole thing is.”
It’s actually kind of weird that celebrities want credit for their Twitters at all. Isn’t it pretty widely understood that Twitter is the worst? And don’t celebrities live in the hellish glare of constant invasive attention? If anything, you’d think they might want a tiny corner of their lives to be anonymous and un-analyzed. Somewhere they can really just be themselves. You know, like, @DonnyBeBito. Or @LeightonDeester. @BrodPatt, @CharlieTherod, @BilbertBodfried, @Mo’niqua, @SamuelRJacksom, @MegomFax, @PenelopeCrux, @StefanSpellbarg. The list goes on.