There is also a common predilection to avoid social media all together in an effort to remove, repel and/or prevent drama in otherwise functional lives. But in practice, you would have to eliminate social contact all together to fully flush out any and all possibilities of “drama” since it is an unfortunate occupational hazard of living a life outside of the vacuum of your own thoughts and encountering a myriad of outside opinions, conjecture and intentions. In this, it is more than likely beneficial to not deny the stealthy integration of social media into our normal everyday waking lives, but rather to do our best in better understanding how it works. And while many discussions have been made that stand in judgment of people who overexpose themselves via social media platforms, in this highly technological world of ours that can process a constellation's amount of information within a baby's breath amount of time, “overexposure” is sometimes a misunderstood and unintended echo. This definitely comes into play when observing the reactions to relationship statuses on Facebook. While some interpret “In A Relationship” or “Married” as an echo of codependency or a thirst for superiority and acknowledgement, the original statement was simply, “In A Relationship” or “Married.”
This misinterpretation of my own Facebook relationship status combined with several restrictions that have been put on my account including a suspension due to Facebook’s now highly publicized and infamous “Real Name” policy has definitely coerced me into investigating how big of a role social media has in my life. Considering how much of a “crunchy” bohemian who still has Suzanne Vega 45 rpm records I always claimed myself to be, I found it to be shockingly painful to have my main mode of communication removed from my life. It felt something akin to having a lung removed and wanting to scream full throttle to the world about all of my pain, all of my joy, all of my brilliance and the dizzying ways I am full of shit and nothing coming out but impotent whispers. And once the suspension were over, my profile was then bombarded with restrictions and a certain level of social shunning resulting from misinterpretation of my posts and profile status. All of which have made me a little gun shy about freely posting what is truly in my heart and what is really on my mind. And while I have taken a little bit of time to shake my fist in the air, damn the Facebook “gods” and create a grocery list of “haters” that just don’t get me, the bigger query involves the desire to expose my private life to the public and who is to blame when it results in less than desirable consequences.
2] that include:
- The Braggy Relationship Status (e.g. “My BF is the beeeest! It’s not even our anniversary or my birthday! He’s just so sweet!”)
- The Attempt to Make Mundane Tasks Sound Interesting Status (e.g. “OMG such a busy day! Laundry, gym, grocery store, I have a paper due tomorrow! Someone get me a coffee! LOL!”
- The Detox/Cleanse/Health Food Junkie Status (e.g. “Day 6! EAT CLEAN!! Check out this nom vegan dinner I made!”)
- The Sad Sack Status (e.g. “I guess I’m single again. I really thought he was the one”)
- The Overly Aggressive Passive Aggressive Status (e.g. “SMFH! Why do ppl gotta be talkin smack! Whatever! Just tell me to my face!”)
- The Threatening Facebook Status (e.g. “Facebook sucks. I’m ditching this ho.”)
- The Friend Purge Status (e.g. “If you can see this, you survived my friend purge. Lucky you.”)
- The Bored Status (e.g. “Ugh I’m so bored! LOL! HMU!!”)
- The Spoiler Status (e.g. “OMG! Did you see Breaking Bad? The ricin was in the Stevia!”)
- The Vague Status (e.g. “Ugh.”)
And with Facebook’s “Real Name” policy, that scrutiny goes all the way down to your name. Regardless if the name on your Drivers’ License does not reflect who are, what you do, your current place in life or anything you care to associate yourself with, you have to use it. Despite the fact your pseudonym might prevent your abusive husband from finding you, increases your brand, affects your income and identifies who you are as a person aside from a Facebook consumer, you have to use it. Damn if you can’t afford the name change that can run upwards of $600 that would reflect your current sex, spirit and/or persona and until you wade through Facebooks’ Help Desk’s bureaucracy for an infinite amount of time, you have to use it.
3] who feel more than privileged to be connected to the greater lexicon of the world. The inclination might be to damn Facebook and to flatly declare it to be the villainous enemy to a conscious and free thinking society who values its own identity and nomenclatures, but if the enemy comprises over 18% of the planet’s population, the wait for the revolution that would entice the world to unplug from that particular source might be a lengthy one. Plus, there are benefits in understanding social media platforms and how they fit in the greater landscape of communicating to the world at large; namely that everyone is not the audience for your posts and you are not the audience for every post. I think this addresses all “Do’s and Do Not’s Of Social Media Posting” lists including Catcher’s. I believe… DO say what the fuck you want to say; DON'T filter what the fuck you want to say for fear that you would wind up one someone’s list. And if people feel as though you are crying emotional “Wolf”, let them turn their backs on you, your cries weren’t for them anyway. And if someone’s post does not coincide with your own morality, feel free to turn your backs on them. While it is popular to bellow the principles of “Free Speech”, one of its more powerful inadvertent tenets that is often overlooked is the “Freedom To Walk Away When Someone Is Saying Shit That You Don’t Want To Hear.”
And maybe when the next generation has one hand downloading the 25 centillion songs available on iTunes and the other hand proclaiming their undying love of their relationships using the name that best identifies themselves without the judgment of a bitter community waiting for it’s fall, they’ll think of this dubious time in the history of social media and say, “thanks for sticking it out, thanks for being honest, thanks for accepting my friendship request and thanks for coming out and actually having coffee with me face to face and telling me all about Suzanne Vega."
Male Media Mind