Social Media in all of its glory has changed family dynamics but will it change our whole story? Instagram outdates the art of scrapbooking at an ever-increasing rate. From this migration, what have we to expostulate?
Photo sharing has been the playground for comedians, the picket fence for the dreamy newly weds, the pearly gates for evangelists, the playpen for miserly curmudgeons, the pit of destruction for victims of pornography, the pluck pile for alliterating penman, and from there a limitless plethora of possibilities plummets.
There are some who have not yet been considered though. There are some whose guest appearances and cameos have not been approved.
These little stars whose whole lives will have been caught on film and archived in these cyber networks are not being heard because guess what? They can’t talk.
Yes, this is weird. No I’m not the weird one (as is commonly the case) for pointing it out. In fact, I’m sure many of you have noticed.
My question is this, have we considered the long term outcomes?
The technology that allows us to ignore each other so well also affords us brand new realities to cherish memories with friends and family from all across the globe. There have been plenty of funny jokes made about instantaneous reminiscence in this age when photography has become the major, preferred form of communication. While the point is funny and valid, it is also lacking. We need to bring a bit of seriousness to the table too.
This generation of young parents are so caught up in a whirlwind of societal surveillance as entertainment that we haven’t considered the audience or the effect of the audience on our kids.
I’m in the same boat. Our daughter couldn’t crawl yet when a local waitress I have never met said, “Let me see that famous little a Instagram baby”. Since then more strangers than I can number or begin to remember have told her by really telling me that they don’t know her but have watched her grow up on Facebook, so they really do.
I’m not saying this is all bad or leading to something all bad. I’m not saying it’s all magical and Utopian either.
I’m saying it’s a new phenomenon and we should stop and really consider it.
We should think of the way our family albums were shared. Are these comparable experiences?
I mean have you thought about what it might be like for our kids when strangers start acting like they know them everywhere they go? That’s what a lot of preachers kids live through. I guess it can’t be too bad.
Then there’s the strange irony that may occur as they read soliloquies from Shakespeare or watch the Truman Show and realize their whole life has been a stage.
Will they call it a coup? Will they thank you for the blessing?
I’m hoping to do a better job at considering these implications. The only catch with that is that by the time I do, virtual reality will have taken the place of all of this old school photography based social media.
… And all its glory will have faded.