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InFACE-ive

Every now and again, the strangeness of our times hits me, and I wonder A) What the hell are we doing? and B) What wizened Chinese elder cursed me..and why??
CAUTION: This is no heavy duty analysis, just random rumblings from the belly of the internets...




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I received the following email recently, and it startled me: Get Outta ma' Face!(book)



I know, I know, Facebook sees all..it knows all, but more importantly, we grant it omniscience.
Accordingly, my reaction isn't really due to the fact that Facebook knows I'm a Tom Waits fan.
Rather, it's to the implication 1)anyone really cares 2)that I should care that they care, and 3)we both benefit from this information being as up-to-the-minute as possible.

Until this friendly (creepy?) note, I hadn't considered in a long while that, horror of horrors, my online status might be out-of-date. And as to the content...whatever. Even if I listen to Jungle Boogie 5 times in a row, I don't disable scrobbling on Last.FM. But the email smacked a little too strongly of high school and I couldn't help the knee jerk reaction (those years were filled with some pretty diabolical social conditioning).

"Omg, did you see what X is wearing??" [INSERT value judgment HERE and follow with a lunch period hiding in the bathroom or parading through the halls]

Will I remove the widget from my profile? Possibly. Frankly, I didn't even know it was on there - applications were coming hard and fast in the early days and I don't really remember what I added.
But, realistically? Probably not.
I want you to know what I'm listening to.
Thing is, I don't want to want you to know. And that's what bothers me.

Who/what does it benefit? Networking? Perhaps. But friends already know what I like, and those strangers who find out what I like have far less in common with me than a rating of "Super Compatibility" would imply. So. Vanity? More likely.
Best as I can pin it, it's a combination of those elements and a gnawing hunger for validation our culture reeks of these days. The stage on which we run through our lines is getting smaller and vaster at the same time, and naturally we want to know someone's paying attention...

The Future Is...wow.