Say what you want about Victorian mental asylums; if they still existed, none of us would have to put up with Courtney Love's insufferable lunatic blatherings.We should all thank Frances Bean for putting it out there that Twitter should ban Courtney Love. But let’s go one step further and call for her immediate arrest and detention in a padded cell where nobody will ever have to hear anything from her ever again. People who defend her talk about how she’s a strong female role model and a “riot grrl.” I dunno, to me “riot grrl” was never really about being a millionaire junkie with a backing band that would fail an audition for Babyshambles.I hate Hole and all their dumb fans, with the Camden guys who dress up in pink frilly dresses at rock festivals and write “whore” on their arms in marker pen. Thankfully, you see these people less and less now. No one really worships musicians to the point of public humiliation any more, which is why the Twitter ban should probably extend to all musicians on Twitter, not just Courtney Love.Because once the superfans are gone, who really cares about what musicians have to say anyway? If they could communicate anything interesting in words they wouldn't have resorted to locking themselves away in their bedrooms for years fiddling around with guitars and drum machines.The only time a musician ever made me laugh on Twitter was when they were threatening to kill another musician. But I guess that, sadly, there are far more Katy Perrys in the music industry than there are Damien Abrahams.Before I really understood what Twitter was, I added every musician whose songs I liked. But at least once a week now I realize that they've not said anything of note in two years, and when I stop following them and purge the minutiae of their lives from my own forever, it feels like I've just taken a massive crap.I call the sensation of relief this gives me a "Twitter shitter." Oh, the bliss.
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