Frankly, it sounds to me like a lot of the posters here know very little about social media and that's fine if that's their choice but there are a lot of ridiculous extreme comments being made.
Ha! The best thing a middle aged man can do is just don't tweet at all. Jeez, Facebook is bad enough.
Just for clarification, subtweeting and negatively tweeting at them are two different things.
Subtweeting is when you tweet about someone yet don't put their real name or Twitter handle in your tweet. An example would be like if a recruit committed elsewhere and you tweeted out something like "Enjoy watching the Vols play in the national championship from your couch next year." Not tweeted at them, with their name, or handle included. Weird, obsessive, creepy, but nothing wrong with subtweeting in the sense that they won't see it unless they follow you.
Negatively tweeting would be like tweeting that same message directly at them, including their Twitter handle in the tweet. Don't do that.
Why set the bar at middle aged men all you guys that think you are your local david wooderson from dazed and confused you all need to grow up because you all will be the middle aged me tweeting i the future.the world wide web was a great invention and for people like me that could not get enough of Vol football from football season and pre season Tennessee football guides volnation is a godsend .but let tweeter and other stalker apps die out
I remember all the death threats Rashaan Evans from Auburn got after he flipped to Bama back in Feb 2014. I couldn't believe how many grown men and women that was harassing this young man and his family. Talk about some people who really need to get a life! I guess it's the Harvey Updike syndrome😁
Your honor, I don't understand the charges. I just asked her if she had Facebook. When she said no, I asked if she wanted to check out MySpace. Once again she said no. I sensed I was losing her so I asked if she wanted to see my periscope. She looked shocked so I played my last card. I asked her what she thought of my tweeter.