Twitter always makes me sad after going on. It also makes me resent people I otherwise like, because I see them make nasty, jeering comments that they wouldn't

Twitter always makes me sad after going on. It also makes me resent people I otherwise like, because I see them make nasty, jeering comments that they wouldn't on, say, HN. It's not because they're nasty people who jeer. It's hard not to when you have to pack criticism into 140 characters, because the most concise way to do that is to tell a joke. That's lovely, but when discourse consists of joke after joke, it gets pretty empty. Debate never happens on Twitter. People take stabs at each other and retweet snarky putdowns. When J.K. Rowling makes some witty comeback at some random person spouting their mouth off, everyone applauds it. This kind of discourse makes me nauseous. I often see tweets that make me go, that's wrong! And in my head I start writing counterarguments. But I never get to make them, which breeds resentment. And if by some miracle I do, I don't feel like my audience is a quiet, thoughtful one that will reward me for making good points. I know that's not an empty ideal, because I feel that on HN, and sometimes Reddit. Twitter gets arguments started, but ends them abruptly. That's frustrating. I keep going on, because there are a handful of famous people whose streams of consciousness I'm interested in. If they moved their content to another platform, I'd follow them there. But they don't, presumably because they also use Twitter to follow other famous people's streams of consciousness.