Trash Tag

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'Too many Twits might make a twat.'   David Cameron ('s only wise words)

Media is the succubus of modernity: enticing with instant gratification, ease and unguarded access. Internships galore, clothing in any size sent straight into heart shaped wardrobes, and videos making the nation desperately in wanting of hilarious cats...or a bucket. How did we survive with dial ups and without Twitter? Better, you might say, thanks to living without sodding #hash tags.

This agitating symbol has crept its way into Facebook statuses.  Amongst shared sh#t, disgusting videos and frapes, the hash tag crawls out of my laptop screen, becoming far more harrowing than The Ring's Saphira coming out of my TV (thank god it only plays DVDs). Dramatic, I know, but it was spine chilling counting TEN hash tags in one status. I commend their relevance, but condemn their volume.

Twitter, alternatively gives purpose to its users organic creation, advising a refreshing limit of two. Lonely hearts in the Twittersphere can hash tag to communicate, and comment on topics a multiplicity of users are talking (mostly ranting) about. The hash tag also promotes (hello X Factor hints) and categorises tweets for easier ways to be found by re-tweeters, and to become smug if re-tweeted by celebrities, A.K.A publicists. 

Grammarians worldwide moan about how hash tags are rippers to grammar's lady of the night; infuriating, definitely, but even hash tags deserve breaks. Only because shocking teen implausibility happened due to predictable teenage angst. However, that angst belongs to Paris Brown, Britain's first youth police and crime commissioner.

She officially trashed the hash tag in eloquent tweets, such as 'Everyone on Made in Chelsea looks like a f#cking fag', and my personal favourite, 'Worst part about being single is coming home from a party/night out horny as f#ck and having to sleep alone. BAD TIMES.' My dear, you are in for Pleb Gate times ten.

After just one week, Paris has been demanded to leave her £15,000 Kent post. However, Kent Police and local Crime Commissioner Ann Barnes defends the seventeen year old, saying, "I suspect that many young people go through a phase during which they make silly, often offensive comments and show off on Facebook and Twitter. I think that if everyone's future was determined by what they wrote on social networking sites between the ages of 14 and 16 we'd live in a very odd world." Unfortunately for Brown, we forget the kid because the public pays for her post.

Fact, most teenagers embarrass, b#tch and rant through social media. Our 'criminal' even admits, "When I tweet I do often exaggerate and, to clarify, I am not racist or sexist but I’m not going to lie – I have been guilty of showing off in the past." Of course you are not racist, sexist or homophobic, Paris, despite the Mail Online's bias and hypocritical crusade on your a###.  But Tweets, Facebook and ancient Piczo websites are permanent, with or without hash tags.

Here's some Ron Burgundy wisdom: Tweets were a bad choice.

 

Alexandra Pollard

My name is Alexandra Pollard. I am almost one of the elderly students at Brighton, and study English language and literature. I love music, reading, fashion and pugs.

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