Myspace, Schmyspace
In order to post on Wendi's Myspace blog, I had to register and make a profile. Part of that profile is location and Myspace allows you to search by place. So, you can type in a zip code and find the profiles of people within 5, 20, or 50 miles of you. I'll admit, I've done it. I've recognized a couple faces from UNL and Union (speaking of which, you can also search schools). There is a certain voyeuristic entertainment value to the whole thing. You can even filter the results, for example, by sexual preference. Blogger doesn't offer that. Why? Because it's raison d'être isn't to serve as a "meet market." I've never tried to develop a relationship with people online. I mean, if my life leads me to someone, that's one thing. If they have a similar and distinctive interest, I might think about it. But neither existance nor propinquity is enough for me to seek out a relationship with these people. That brings me up to the other day. When I logged in to post on Wendi's blog, I saw I had a message. I read the message. It was from some girl I'd never seen before. She lives in Omaha and had found me by doing a location search. She wants to "be friends." She has rather revealing pictures on her profile. I haven't responded. These online communities are fascinating, and particularly so since one of my classmates did a research share on online identity construction. Just check out whimit.com and tell me it's not a worthwhile site for composition research. But, my fascination is with the medium more than the people. When I view it as a site of research though, that invites a lot of ethical questions into the situation. Since I'm a firm believer in participant research, I really should interact. It just seems like a granfalloon to me though. Anyway, do you think I should reply to this chica, even if it's just to politely say I'm not that interested? Random randomocity: "I've always wanted to be in a band." "Really, what do you play?" "I play with minds. Go home and think about that. Oh, and don't look under your bed."
The granfaloon of internet information is one of those feelings less talked about. We all feel it somewhere. I get a kick out of viewing "Myspace" in light of the the cosmos. Here's my space < > and now the cosmos...
(oh nevermind!)
How many other concepts have we felt but not discussed yet? Thanks, Scott, I'll cross this one off my list. *grin*
Posted by Seth Ellis | 11/11/2005 06:12:00 PM
Oh, so strange... I followed your link to Wendi's blog... to your profile... to the profiles of people I knew from Union to Walla Walla to Big Lake to Auburn... I guess that's the attraction, but it was really surreal.
Posted by CëRïSë | 11/12/2005 12:35:00 PM
Friends are great. One can never have enough friends. Also any love is good love.
Posted by Anonymous | 11/12/2005 09:41:00 PM
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