Friday, March 19, 2010
growing up in the age of facebook
Sometimes there are just some pictures you don’t want to share with the world. You know? [she writes after posting a rather graphic image that she doesn’t really want to share with the world!]
The other day I was spying on facebook (cause let’s face it, that’s totally what it is) and I came across a lovely picture of my baby brother smoking pot in my parents living room. Thinking that my parents will be less than thrilled with the proof of my brother’s errant ways, I had a moment of gratitude over the fact that none of those errant moments of mine are on public display on facebook.
Sometimes I can’t even begin to imagine what it must be like to grow up in this age of digital voyeurism and public life on display. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I have those pictures… but my friends (or me) would actually have to scan the damn things before posting them online and well… let’s face it, not only are we too lazy but we’re old enough now to not really want those images on display!
I mean, it’s bad enough I’m going to have to live down the photos of my friends well intentioned penis fest hen night party for me before the wedding (thank god we stayed in) or a husband who likes to colour coordinate our outfits when we go to other people’s weddings, driving me to drink and behave in the most outlandish ways (cause it’s all his fault… that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!)…
But then I think about what it must be like to grow up when your whole life is up for grabs in terms of public display. I mean, it’s bad enough being a teenager and never living down those awkward moments (there are WAY too many to get into here), but to have a photo documented history of it on the web… well yeah, I’m just glad that my adolescent was spent in the realm of 35mm film!