I just now read an entry one of my blog-followers posted on Monday, December 6, 2010, entitled, “Fakebook Killed Life.” I’ll let you go to his blog and read the entry rather than summarize.
I started out posting a comment below his entry, but my comment grew longer and longer. I decided it was best to just post a sort-of “response entry” here and then link it back. So here is what I had to say:
I get where you’re coming from, in a way.But I am pretty much the same person online as off. My entire family is on facebook/fakebook, so when something happens it’s easier to just post up a status than get on the phone tree calling everyone, and it seems they prefer it that way. When birthing Freya, my husband and I posted up pictures and status updates about the progress of labor and delivery instead of having to make constant phone calls when inquiring minds wanted to know.But I don’t hold back on the internet. You’ve read my blog. While I sometimes use euphemisms and metaphors, other times I get all kinds of graphic if the need arises. And I’ll be that way in real life.
My social networking.
Etiquette is simply being the version of yourself that fits most harmoniously with other people’s versions of themselves in any given situation. So when I’m in academia I use a certain wordstock and dialect and code of conduct, but when I’m with my friends it’s different, and when I’m with my family it’s different.But, since they all congregate on facebook, there they get a heavy dose of all of me, not just the part they see in the real world, and I think that’s healthy, an awakening of sorts, to see that your colleagues are really equals, that your idols aren’t gilded, that other people have complicated lives too.I love that I can keep in touch with people that I otherwise might not, such as childhood friends whose contact information I’d long since lost. But I do know how to leave cyberspace for actual space. I dance with my babies and clean my house and cook meals.I like what social networking has done for society. Definitely there are bad things (check out Lamebook.com for laughs and excuses to bang your head against the wall) about social networking, but there are so many good things as well.I love that I can talk to friends in India and Korea on a daily basis. I love that I don’t have to shell out butt-loads of money for professional photographs just so all of my family can have portraits of my beautiful babies. I love that I can interact with relatives I’d never know otherwise because we live too far apart for face-to-face chats and aren’t into the phone-calling.
This isn’t really a rebuttal of his thoughts and feelings on the subject, but, you know me, I just had to put my 200 cents worth…
Pussycat Dolls–Just hold up, wait a minute, let me put my two cents in it.