Bret Stephens, the former Wall Street Journal pundit who was brought aboard the New York Times as its token lightning rod, has announced that he is quitting what he calls the “pornified” twitters.
Twitter is no different. Bigotry flourishes on Twitter, since it offers the bigot the benefits of anonymity along with instantaneous, uncensored self-publication. It’s the place where their political minds can be as foul as they want to be — without the expense or reputational risk of showing their face at a Richard Spencer rally.
Twitter doesn’t merely amplify ugliness. It erases nuance, coarsens thought, turns into a game of “Telephone” in which original meaning becomes hopelessly garbled with every successive re-tweet. It also facilitates a form of self-righteous digital bullying and mob-like behavior that can wreck people’s lives.
A disappointing grasp of the medium, for sure. It’s hard for even the most best among us to twit thoughtfully. Nuance requires effort, discipline. The lazy twitterer can blame twitter, but his failing is that he’s lazy. A good mechanic doesn’t blame his tools.
Stephens’ problem isn’t twitter, but people. They’re awful. They’re stupid. They’re mean, nasty, hateful and just plain awful. With some experience, one learns to shrug off the myriad awful twits, because there is neither an intelligence test nor a sanity test to purchase a keyboard. Continue reading

