Thursday, September 11, 2008
Saturday, September 06, 2008
I got called out by a couple of moms on the school playground the other day: Will ya get on Facebook already?
Today I read an article in the NYT, linked by Boing Boing, about "ambient awareness"; and it summed up why I've been reluctant to go beyond this blog and into the world of Facebook, Twitter and the like.(I was dragged kickin' & screamin' onto LiveJournal, but only because it's the only way to keep up with one of my friends. And she's on
Facebook now too.)
"For many people — particularly anyone over the age of 30 — the idea
of describing your blow-by-blow activities in such detail is absurd.
Why would you subject your friends to your daily minutiae? And
conversely, how much of their trivia can you absorb? The growth of
ambient intimacy can seem like modern narcissism taken to a new,
supermetabolic extreme — the ultimate expression of a generation of
celebrity-addled youths who believe their every utterance is
fascinating and ought to be shared with the world. Twitter, in
particular, has been the subject of nearly relentless scorn since it
went online. "Who really cares what I am doing, every hour of the
day?" wondered Alex Beam, a Boston Globe columnist, in an essay about
Twitter last month. "Even I don't care."
But then, I can think of the little things that would be fun to have
in those little up-to-the-minute boxes. Updates on what I spritz,
read, knit, listen, cook, eat, ponder. A lot of those little things
get scattered into unconnected boards and sites, or filed away until I
have more time to write a coherent (stop laughing) blog post about
them en masse.
So I might make the little skip-jump over to FB. Honestly, though, I'm
unsure about the amount of setup time. But it's got to be better than
feeling like I'm yelling into a static page, right?