Hey everyone, I’ve been lurking on these forums for the past week and I liked the quality of the stuff that’s been posted, so I just joined. I have something to discuss… I’m sure that most of you know what Facebook and/or “social networking” is.
Working away from my native country, two months ago I decided to join Facebook to simplify keeping contact with friends who are also working/studying in other countries abroad. The original idea was to use this as a super-phonebook, but I was surprised to find the status update functionality so prevalent in the way the website works. So, seeing that most people have been posting copious amounts of personal data on their profile, I kinda fell into the trap and started “personalizing” my profile, which until that point had been just a simple photo, a list of books and bands I like, a couple of quotes as well as my education and workplace info. I posted a couple of pics, started commenting on stuff, started posting more and more self-expressive material on the website, found lots of people I knew etc.
Now, over this timespan I’d been reading The Fountainhead for the first time, which put me in a very analytical and rational state of mind… which nudged me into thinking about the meaning of all the things not only I, but also most people post on Facebook.
Am I the only one here thinking that Facebook is a “race for peer-acceptance”? I went on a “deconstruction” frenzy last week, when I took down all information beyond the bare essentials, yet I see so many people posting vague pictures of vague activities of their free time, trying to present their life as if it’s the pinnacle of fun that anyone could ever have. So many pictures of people doing stuff with other people, so many pictures of parties again and again and again. Why does it strike me as extremely depressing that we have come to the point where “distilling” our existence in some photos is seen as a legitimate form of self-expression? Isn’t life more than a constant race for “getting together” and “having fun”, whichever way anyone defines “fun”?
When I scroll through the News Feed, it’s as if everyone is crying out loud “I’m cool, accept me!!! See? I did xyz on the weekend with 823749812734 other people, so I’m interesting!” At the same time, barring the great satisfaction that I derive from my work and the small personal victories (setting and following goals for physical training, book reading, etc), I can’t see myself defining my having fun through socializing, certainly I don’t see why I should put a symbol of my “fun” on a poster and plaster it all over the place.
I feel that all those things posted as “proof of having fun” are just weak attempts at creating an image. Not that I don’t have an “image”, but my “image” is separate from other people. I pride myself in the fact that I could live my life practically everywhere in the western world, whereas for most people it’s as if they can’t even last some weeks alone, without doing stuff with other people, let alone without posting their supposedly latest and wildest exploits on Facebook.
At the same time that I’m thinking all those rational thoughts, I’m really anxious that (keeping in mind all my objectivist points of view), my non-participation in that voyeuristic parade, where everyone tries to outdo all his “friends” in the marketing of him/herself as a “fun, easy-going and social person”, will eventually cut me off from many contacts. As much as I don’t want to bow down to this peer pressure, I think that if I don’t participate I will be forgotten. Which is not bad, except that you know… it’d be fun to have a relationship again sometime, even if she is not Dominique Francon or Dagny Taggart, even if I have to meet her somehow, somewhere. I guess what I’m saying is… I don’t have any reason to be on facebook, more so to participate in this mindless sharing of my highest moments with a bunch of people, yet I am anxious that although my thoughts are morally right, I’m doomed to a lonely existence. When everyone is using a telephone, not using a telephone cuts you off from contact…
I’d be very interested in some feedback. I know it’s not the best-written text you’ve ever read, but it’s precisely because I can’t put my finger exactly on what’s been bothering me about the Facebook concept. The fact that I’ve met so few people worth my attention or admiration? The fact that I have to subdue my ego in favor of “belonging to a group” in order to justify basic human needs (=sexual)? The fact that people I know for a fact are doing nothing with their lives are posting the 3-4 “social” photos they have in order to attract attention and even worse, acceptance? All that?
Quite frankly, my rational mind has been torn in the last week trying to decide whether I am indeed rational or simply insecure…