(Always fascinating, right?)
With all the blogging and Facebooking and Myspacing and Twittering etcetera that’s been going on for the last couple of years, some interesting questions about personal expression and freedom of speech and the sheer narcissism of assuming that the world wants to hear what you had for dinner come up. (Holy run-on sentence, Batman.) Everyone has to be careful about the information they post online; job-seekers have to monitor their Facebooks to make sure employers can’t find their Spring Break ’02 pictures; and if you’re a more prolific blogger, you have to worry about writing about topics that will continue to bring you readers. (Not the worst problem to have, I guess, but still.) We all have to walk a fine line between expressing ourselves and getting our identities stolen.
There’s also been some discussion about what my generation is going to be like in the workplace, having grown up with all this widespread technology. How are our expectations different? How do we interact with our older coworkers?
But I was just looking through some webcomics on a site I don’t regularly visit, and I found a link to the artist’s Flickr, full of pictures of her very adorable baby wearing leopard-print dresses and making pirate faces. It was super cute and seeing cute babies naturally makes me smile, but it made me wonder what will life be like for her generation. She’s going to grow up and discover that her baby pictures had been seen online by thousands of total strangers before she could even distinguish shapes. So much for the threat of having her parents bust out the naked-baby-in-the-tub pictures or the kindergarten-Halloween-costume pictures – chances are, he or his parents have already seen them.
We’ve probably all posted our own pictures online, but would you post public pictures of your kids? I know a few moms whose photos are hidden in friends-only Facebook profiles, which seems reasonable, but I personally can’t imagine putting up public photos. Where’s the line?