Is this the right room for an argument?

Let’s rename Twitter “Fight Club.”

The whole purpose of the app seems to be about contrariness and/or throwing grade school taunts. Note: I did not say debate or discussion. Why exchange ideas when you can throw deranged fiction bombs?

Seriously, the joint’s riddled with meth addled trolls. Maybe the name should be changed to The Troll Farm?

There are the:

• ridiculous Fox “news” fueled, fecal spewings of the MAGAt crowd in response to any factual tweets made by respected intelligent individuals.
• the mini dicked (and brained) who are just looking for a fight over ANYTHING. You say the sky is blue and someone’s bound to show up telling you it’s orange. OR you say it's blue and the arguer pipes up with "NO it's not. The sky is blue!" Reading comprehension seems to be unimportant to a lot of Twitters.
  
• Mansplainers
• Well actually-ers
• misogynoir asswipes from both the left and the right.
• people who pop into comments just to tell you that X, Y or Z heinousosity wouldn’t have occurred if everyone was worshipping THEIR brand of GOD (invariably it’s the white, prosperity bullshit, anti-equality “christian” god).

There’s someone on their this morning who’s piously and stridently going off about how they eat half a dozen or more eggs a day and it’s perfectly safe because the brain is “almost all cholesterol.” Ah…no. This one was in response to a benign tweet about loving eggs but needing to cut down on them.

One of my favorite follows was permanently suspended for calling a male MAGA congressman a “hoe."

And yet Eric Greitens, who’s running for a Senate seat in Missouri, can post his video/ad where he’s flashing a shotgun, is flanked by camo-clad men carrying assault weapons and is inviting everyone to join him in "RINO hunting." (Republicans in Name Only)

Yeah, totally cool to advocate mass murder and assassinations but Bast forbid you call someone (who totally deserved it) a slutty gardening tool.

Then there are the folks who post beautiful art, hilarious quips, trenchant rants and/or pet pics. That's why I stay. Not today though. I got my fill yesterday of parrot dropping brained rage addicts.

Why can't everyone argue civilly like Monty Python's crew?