I Just Don't Know
I’ve been on the internet since before it was the internet. Or, at least how we know it now. I remember getting on BBS’ with my old Packard Bell computer, playing games like The Legend of the Red Dragon, Mafia Wars (when it was cool), and Major Mudd. Chatting with just a few local people at a time with ridiculous handles (Almighty Q [from a Denis Leary stand up routine], and Dreamgoat [which I still use] were my firsts), and trading snippets of the highly revolutionary .mp3’s that would take five hours to download over my 9600 modem, only to be played in a very broken WinAmp. This was nearly fifteen years ago.
I was on Compuserve, WOW!, AOL, and just about every other provider. My status as an early adopter, I got from my parents. They gave me the means to be on everything early, early in life, and that’s how it’s always been.
I bought my first domain name and ran my first website (put together with Microsoft Frontpage, baby!) probably thirteen years ago now… I can still see it using the Wayback Machine at Archive.org (don’t ask me for the domain, I’ll never tell.)
I started blogging twelve years ago. Livejournal, Blurty, Diaryland, GreatestJournal, Xanga, Blogger, Wordpress, self-hosted… I’ve done them all, and still can go to the ones that are active and read my ridiculous posts.
Lately, I’ve been having a crisis of social interaction. I find myself participating less and less on twitter, blogging less, and frequenting facebook not quite as often. Sure, I still make a cynical quip about the state of photography, or post a random photo of my daughter here and there… but nothing near as intense as I used to. I just haven’t felt like it lately.
People say to me that I should think of all amazing memories social media has made for me… I cannot deny it. I’ve met some of my very favorite people of all time through twitter and nothing can change that. However, as Tallahassee* would say “believe it or not, even twinkies have an expiration date.”
Tonight I saw a post by Donald Miller, one of my favorite authors, talking about his thought process on whether or not he should kill his blog. It echoes every other thought I’ve had, as well as seen from MANY others about the state of instant gratification we find ourselves in. Instantaneously, people can spew opinions, write out half-processed thoughts, and be a ridiculously popular blogger. Don spoke mainly about the death of the written word, and if blogging had anything to do with it. John Mayer wrote roughly the same idea (which has since disappeared) in regards to music a few weeks ago, that due to the instantaneous nature of social media people are putting out crap on a regular basis in the name of “getting your name out there” without the crucial step people USED to have to take, which is to constantly refine their craft before making it public.
And then, I posted that quote from Smallville the other day, talking about how our “armchair bloggers” have created a generation of critics instead of leaders, and I found myself agreeing with the sentiment.
My internet-friends would be the first to point out that it’s all what you make of it. I agree, to a point. People make choices how much they put into something, or how much they take out of it… but sometimes I wonder if we’d all just be better off if they shut the internet off for a week. Take the choice away. Do people really choose what’s best for them, if given the option of something that maybe not the best option? I’m not so sure…
I don’t say all this to just bash on people, because it’s not true. Social media has it’s uses and I am all for it. I just don’t think my place is in it anymore.
Don Miller is considering shutting his blog down after a year (rough guess) of really being in it. It only took him a year to realize what has taken me twelve years. A testament to how bull-headed I am I suppose.
Practically speaking, I have no idea what all this means. I’m just spewing thought process right now in a totally hypocritical way to what I’m talking about. Right now this is probably my longest blog post in a long time. I see the possibility of killing tumblr altogether, and perhaps twitter as well, existing solely in the realm of facebook and even then doing a serious culling to my personal friends list and ONLY being friends with the people I’ve already described. Lately I’m really into simplicity.
Let me be perfectly clear, my current feelings are in no way relevant to my past successes and amazing stories that have come from social media, nor is it an indictment against my social media acquaintances. As I’ve stated on other blogs repeatedly, I feel like I am just in a different place now. My life is pretty full, relatively speaking, so I’m not really interested in meeting new people. Instead, I’d rather focus on the few amazing friends I’ve met through the internet, my immediate local community of family and friends, and get back to the way things used to be, and really process art, the creative process, and communication… slowly. I’m so worried that we’re all in such a rush to do anything and everything, including sharing our every thought in 140 characters or less, that perhaps we’re missing what’s really important all around us.
I just keep thinking about the way things were before, whatever. People lived perfectly happy lives before the internet, before cars, before cell phones, before email, before… whatever. People could argue that perhaps it was even happier.
I guess I just don’t want to place my hope on technology “doing” it for me anymore.
*shameless Zombieland reference