As a teenager growing up in the golden age of AOL, I was warned against meeting strangers from the internet. Despite the many warnings, the rebellious part of me didn’t always listen.
We’ve reached a time now when we summon food, rides, and even meet the potential love of our life through apps on our phones, devices that squeeze the entire internet into our pockets. No more dial-up, or being disconnected when your mom picks up the phone.
Twitter turned into one of those apps for me. As I was on my journey of becoming a White Sox fan, I started following a handful of accounts.