Thursday, February 5, 2009

Detachment

College is a weird fucking time. Things change on a very regular basis. I looked at the photos I was tagged in on Facebook so far this semester and, first of all, there aren't that many. Second, I feel so detached from these images, even ones taken a few months ago. I'm not totally sure what it is. And it's impossible to feel this way until a significant enough amount of time has passed to make it so. During the summer I wasn't thinking that I would feel like a completely different person this school year, but in retrospect it was inevitable. It's always inevitable.

So what do I do about it? Nothing. If I was out of my mind, I would untag every photo of me until this semester started because the more current ones hold a "better" representation of who I am in 2009. Aside from what some friends of mine think about Facebook, I think it serves as a really interesting control to see what we've become. It's difficult not to be very aware as a Facebook user and this awareness lets us keep some sort of ground. You know all of those embarrassing photos from your seventh birthday party? It's like having those online to be seen by anyone. In this way, it's somewhat passive, but we are more open. Sure we can choose to hide photos but by not hiding them are we not allowing ourselves to be more human, exposing what we may see as our own flaws? This is not to say that Facebook is great because I can feel Mark Zuckerberg slowly pulling at my brain from the inner-cavity of my ear. Do you think he gets laid because of Facebook? That's where this discussion will go.

2 comments:

  1. Yes he gets laid because of Facebook. He has a billion dollars.
    I know you're really upset by being non-tagged in Facebook pictures, but I just got a letter from the Arc Angel Gabriel that says you can actually calculate the substantiality of your soul by taking the reciprocal of the amount of Facebook photos you are tagged in.

    Soul=1/Photos of NGQRK (x)

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