Yesterday, we made reference to a tweet BAFTA host and twitter champion Stephen Fry posted after he made a wry jibe following his friend, Jenny Beavan, winning Best Costume Designer at Sunday Night's Ceremony.
If you missed the scenario in question, here it is.
People were quick to take umbrage and register their disdain on twitter.
— Lucy Adlington (@historywardrobe) February 14, 2016
— Matt Western (@matthewwestern) February 14, 2016
— Emma Hitchcock (@Em_Hitchcock) February 14, 2016
By way of defence, Fry posted the below since deleted tweet.
Fry has since announced that he's leaving Twitter and England. He's moving to LA with his husband of one year. Speaking via The Sun, the actor/writer/TV host reportedly said: "We're moving to Los Angeles and I'm applying for a green card. We're excited about having a new base."
Taking to his official website, the Cambridge graduate posted a blog entitled "Too Many People Have Peed in the Pool"
It reads: "It’s no big deal - as it shouldn’t be. But yes, for anyone interested I have indeed deactivated my twitter account. I’ve ‘left’ twitter before, of course: many people have time off from it whether they are in the public eye or not. Think of it as not much more than leaving a room. I like to believe I haven’t slammed the door, much less stalked off in a huff throwing my toys out of the pram as I go or however one should phrase it. It’s quite simple really: the room had started to smell. Really quite bad.
Oh goodness, what fun twitter was in the early days, a secret bathing-pool in a magical glade in an enchanted forest. It was glorious ‘to turn as swimmers into cleanness leaping.’ We frolicked and water-bombed and sometimes, in the moonlight, skinny-dipped. We chattered and laughed and put the world to rights and shared thoughts sacred, silly and profane. But now the pool is stagnant. It is frothy with scum, clogged with weeds and littered with broken glass, sharp rocks and slimy rubbish. If you don’t watch yourself, with every move you’ll end up being gashed, broken, bruised or contused. Even if you negotiate the sharp rocks you’ll soon feel that too many people have peed in the pool for you to want to swim there any more. The fun is over.... To leave that metaphor, let us grieve at what twitter has become. A stalking ground for the sanctimoniously self-righteous who love to second-guess, to leap to conclusions and be offended – worse, to be offended on behalf of others they do not even know."
To read the rest of Stephen's post, make your way here.