With one major exception, the stage has always been part of human civilizations. We have always had a need to tell stories. Imagine a caveman painting a hunting scene on a wall, this was not the action of a lonely artists sitting in a cave by himself, it was a social occasion. We can just see the largest and bravest caveman being taunted by his fellow hunters with innuendos about size of his spear. Rules of theater etiquette started being developed in those gatherings.
The ancient Romans had a strict social hierarchy in their theater seating arrangements, at first only the elite got to sit, later everyone sat but the elite sat in the first few rows. The rules of etiquette in a Roman theater audience were few, when blood sports are on the stage few restrictions are placed on the behavior of the audience. In the Globe the elite would actually sit on the stage. From those cave days to today we have developed a complex set of rules for behavior on and around a stage.
A few rules of etiquette are common sense and widely understood, you should arrive on time. Recently a veteran Brazilian actress managed to pass a law preventing people who arrive late from entering the theater during the performance. You should refrain from talking, especially to the actors on stage, and on your cell phone. But there is a lesser-known theater rule of etiquette that was never posted in the lobby: don't pinch the butt of the main actor. Once in an off-Broadway theater I was on an isle seat of a Frank Langella play in which the sword fight could not be contained to the stage and in a lunge motion Mr. Langella's butt was inches from my shoulder. My mother, who has always been a bad influence, whispered to me "pinch it". Even though the no-butt-pinching rule is not explicit, if I had pinched the butt of the most gorgeous man to walk the earth, I would have been kicked out of the theater and probably banned from Broadway. Heckling is a few notches below butt pinching, but still unacceptable. Throwing things on stage, unwrapping noisy candy, kicking the chair in front of you, wearing tall hats, etc. are all against etiquette.
So is Twitter a stage? Do the rules of etiquette apply to Twitter interactions? When I follow Brent Spiner on Twitter is he on a stage and am I in the audience? Is Twitter just another technological advancement of the stage, like trap doors and pulley systems or better lighting, or is it a brave new world? Am I heckling an actor on a stage if I post 140 characters that irk him, am I disrupting the audience if I post a butt pinching story in his audience's timeline?
Brent Spiner takes questions from his audience, gives them grief and questions their intelligence, so it's not a stage it's a conversation. He tells stories to delight his audience, so it is a stage. But there is no actual stage, so it can't be a stage… so what is it? Twitter is a conversation, a stage, a seat in a lecture auditorium, crowd of strangers, a bunch of friends over for a barbecue, a news channel, graffiti on a wall, a short story, a poem, a hug and a slap on the face all at the same time and in the same place. Suddenly the rules we spent millions of years perfecting don't apply. It's a brave new world and we are starting from scratch. But I have a plan. Before the new rules are firmly established, I'm going to work on a way to pinch Brent Spiner's butt over a wireless connection, while unwrapping candy over my ringing mobile phone. muwahaha But first, I'll be late for every single tweet.
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