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A Eulogy For What Matters

Journal Entry: Sun Jun 21, 2009, 4:59 PM


Think back to a time when communication was anything but plentiful. Think back to a time when the phone didn’t exist; to a time when communication between families and loved ones was really a sacred medium. Back then, when you chose to address someone else from afar, the means of communication was probably a letter, and in that letter, whole lives would unfold on sheet after sheet of paper. Moreover, when the receiving party obtained such a letter, they would revel in the time and effort it took to conceive, and more than likely respond, line by line, to everything the original letter had to say. Such a back and forth conversation really puts the uselessness of today’s communication in perspective.

The ways in which we are able to communicate continue to multiply; yet the likelihood of any real communication being passed through them becomes less and less. That division, in essence, is the problem that is growing within our culture. We are in an age of unparalleled information, where almost every question can be researched, and for the most part answered, in a matter of minutes, yet the average human does little to nothing to store those answers. Much like what happens with the over-abundance of any other asset, humans have begun to take information itself for granted. We are living in a culture of disposable intelligence. There has become less need to store information in our brains, since searching a server is much easier.

When asked a simple question we are no longer drawing on a personal reservoir of knowledge and experience to obtain the answer. Instead, knowing that the answer can be found somewhere quickly online, the average person would look it up, regurgitate the information, and then forget it as soon as they read it. Though doing so does produce a uniform answer every time, it produces a much larger problem as well. The problem that arises is the devaluing of the information itself.

Our world has regressed to a dark ages of sorts, where the lowly peasants merely ask the wiseman all their questions, and accept whatever answers spill forth with unwavering confidence. This furthers the issue of the general public not being intellectually responsible for anything, because in a world where our wiseman, the internet, can place a fact directly into your hand, the amount of information you carry with you on a daily basis grows smaller and smaller. After all, what’s the point of carrying a canteen, if at any given moment there is water on tap a few inches away?

This issue of this disposable information is only compounded by social networks like Facebook and Twitter expanding at an alarming rate. Now, not only has true fact-based information such as historic dates or scientific discovery been devalued, but also the human experience is falling victim. In our present culture, hundreds of thousands of people continue to publish their every waking moment into the undulating ether of the internet. What was once the subtle intricacies of life have become vacant blasts of useless information; minute by minute.

A couple years ago before the inception of these social networks took hold, information about something new you had for breakfast, or a quirky situation you observed while on the bus would be valuable conversation nuggets. While with friends you would recount your stories, and the ever-present “how was your day” question would be enough to kick start real discussions about world issues, or personal feelings about things that are going on around you. Now, however, such pieces of information are relegated to status updates on these social networks. The minutia of everyday life, the little blips and bumps that add zest and character are being smoothed out.

For those of you who can’t see the distinction between the sharing information personally, and sharing information impersonally so clearly just yet, a parallel can be drawn to a common situation that has happened to just about everyone. For example, when you come home and go through your mail, or even your email actually, most people do the same thing: search for messages addressed directly to you, and filter out the impersonal messages. Usually, any message that is clearly directed toward a group of people gets called junk mail (or spam in email), and instantly discarded. Your brain sees broad messages as utterly useless, and immediately writes it off as not worth the time it takes to read. This practice is not limited to credit card offers and Nigerian email scams, however. Every time you update your status with a broad vagary about your life, you’re doing the exact same thing to your message.

Essentially, whenever you publish a piece of information about yourself in a generic form on the internet, you’re saying to all those who see it: “Here’s something about me that’s not terribly important,” Because, let’s be honest, anything of real importance is saved to be shared personally with real friends and family. To find out you’re getting a divorce through Facebook, or that your best friend has cancer through a “tweet” on Twitter is a direct slap to the face of the person reading the message, and to the importance of the message itself. This is the exact reason why when we see someone online learning of something important to their life through social media, we laugh and make jokes about it.

So what does that say about what we do learn from social media? If every message that gets passed through a social network has been filtered for importance before it even gets published, everything that gets said is essentially pointless. The instant you sum up your experience, and send it out en mass to everyone, the message immediately becomes worthless. People are willingly turning their lives into communal junk mail. Here’s what I had for breakfast, world, isn’t it interesting? I saw someone with a weird hairdo today, can’t you relate with me?

Now, at the time of writing this, there has been a lot of media coverage of the people in Iran using Twitter to get their message out about what’s been happening over there concerning the social situation. What I’m discussing here is not bound to that. I am writing about what is happening to the people of my country, the spoiled brats of the United States. The people in this country are not oppressed, and are not using these services as a last means to get their message heard. The people in this country are narcissistic, and using services like Facebook and Twitter to gain attention from anyone who will look.

So where does that leave us? As our culture spins more and more on an impersonal axis, and true relevant information is pulled from our messages to make them more palatable to the whole, the death of real information seems to continue. The strange thing is that not since the Renaissance has a wealth of information this large been readily available, and yet people don’t seem to care. Everyone is too busy today, too wrapped up in themselves to allow anything longer than 140 characters to enter their mind. The tragic irony of the situation is that while people push to make more messages about themselves and the world available, the less is getting through. A headline about a bus getting bombed is of no more importance than one about someone’s meal choice. You read it, you maybe crack a smile or frown, and then you move on. Everything has become trivialized, and it’s snowballing out of control.

So now a toast: Here’s to those of you who made it through this whole article. Here’s to all of you who pressed on and opened your mind. Here’s to those of you who think there’s more to life than status updates, and here’s to thought. Here’s to open discussion, and here’s to the fact that sometimes a well-developed thought means you might have to spend more than two minutes to articulate it.

As our culture limps into the future on the crutches of faked social interaction, and the wealth of knowledge we spent so long to acquire slowly dies by the wayside, I can’t help but feel ashamed for every person who would rather use a generic acronym than type what they really mean. So disconnect for a while, go see the world; and the next time you see a quirky old lady on the bus crocheting an elephant, don’t think about how funny your “tweet” is going to be, or about updating your status. Instead, think about it; let it sink in. Gaze into the eyes of what’s out there and really absorb it. There’s information and experience out there that will never be able to be captured in a few pixels on someone’s smart phone, so stop contributing to the problem and think a little, form thoughts, and articulate your reasoning. Everyone will thank you for it.

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here here :clap: ... :boogie: very enjoyable read thanks

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That is so true.. everything is oneline and not enough time for get togethers any more.

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That was a good read. Food for thought for sure.

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Very interesting. I totally agree.

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I'd love deviantART had a method for adding entire journals as favorite.

I completely agree with your vision, I get continuously stalked by people about "why don't you sign up to facebook/hi5/twitter?" and they don't actually seem to understand how do I lack of the urge to say everyone where am I or what's been lately about my life, specially since the web profiles are more frequently accessible to people you don't want to update about it.

If you allow me to add another point, ever since these "community" media exists, including dA, I find most boards and comments just go around with the same recital: "i love it, OMG so cute, wow you're awesome" blah blah, and no one actually stops by giving a full comment about a piece or topic or at least commenting specifically about what they liked most of it. And even worse yet, people spam their own work by making on and on the same old furries/yaoi/crossovers or generic animal photographs, joining to an entire flow of graphics that no longer belong to a recognizable artist but to a same "internet mass".

Yet yes, another toast: here's for this journal, a stop in the rushed online life we all suffer sometimes, one in a long number of spams, memes, quizzes and tags mumbling around all along internet, thanks for taking the time and specially making it worth completely until the end.

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Very well said man. This was a great read. I've got to say, I do use Twitter, and while I use it to see what others are "thinking" I find that the people who tweet what they're doing all the time are just weird. I've seen people tweet things while they're around their friends that they don't actually tell, in person, to those same friends. You've got people right there to talk to, however you'd rather just send it out to the internet instead; instead of talking to real people about what you're thinking. I think that the whole anonymity aspect of the internet has something to do with this... as if reading about a situation would produce a result better than having actually been there experiencing it.

Working on and in the internet, I'm especially consumed with comments like "awesome" "lol", "gtfo" and so on. Just things to say to get across the idea and not the thoughts behind it. It's like "This is the sun, it's bright and hot" instead of, "This is the sun, it's the source of all life as we know it. Without it, we'd be nothing. It's composed of hydrogen and helium, and it's power is beyond anything attainable by humans, etc." People don't stop to think why they think things. They don't ask more than "surface" questions; there's no exploration.

I feel that in this age of full on information assault, we should realize that what we really have, what we can really rely on is our thoughts and ideas. You can't synthesize creativity, and that's what will really keep humans innovating. Not trying to synthesize creativity, but applying it in ways that are productive regardless of whether you just tweeted that your feet smell or something trivial like that.

In closing, thank you for posting this. It really got my brain working and I really like that some people still want to put in the effort to make their feelings heard.

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:iconpumpkinskull:
You know, this is all very true, and I used to be able to see it all the more clearly.

Then my friends stopped planning get-togethers by any means other than Facebook, and I joined, and...

You're right. It's useless and trivial and addictive. It's an extra way to feed the narcissistic paranoia of the North American masses (believe you me it's the same here in Canada) who are too lazy or afraid to unplug.

The amount of trivial information out there is astonishing. I've been pumping myself full of Wikipedia this week and regurgitating it to anyone who will listen, and sure, the Mantis Shrimp is pretty badass, but at the same time... we have to stop relying on the readily-available information.

Your empty water canteen looks pretty stupid when the well runs out.

I need to unplug.

Thanks for the brainfeed.

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Nice journal. I think your last paragraph is lovely.

Reading it, I can't help but wonder if when the telephone came into popular use, people thought it would detract from society and the lives of others...

I can’t help but feel you make a few assumptions to embroider your points too. Like, you romanticise days when people wrote letters. Not every hand written letter was expectantly opened by a distant relative, their hands shaking as they tried to read through the tears of joy. People also wrote letters that found their way straight into the bin, letters from relatives that weren’t really wanted, etc. The only difference it’s a waste of ink and paper not electricity.

The wise man/internet analogy doesn't follow for me because the whole point of the internets is shared knowledge. When people consult a few sources on the internet to research a fact, they’re not asking one wise man, they’re asking lots and lots and lots, that’s never been possible before. It’s like going to an up to the minute library that has no restrictions.

I often read letters, newspapers, emails or other forms of communication that haven’t been written personally for me, or in some cases aren’t addressed directly to me (like this journal for instance). Doesn’t everyone?

I think most people will agree that endless 140 character updates about lunch get boring and while social networking sites clearly have weaknesses and downsides, let’s not forget their positives and how they can enrich people’s lives. All new technology comes with an up and a downside, but generally the positive side is much stronger so it survives and forms part of progress.

Of course, if people substitute their real life social interactions with facebook and twitter it'd be an issue, but they'd also be so far in the minority, and in the end no one would add or follow them anyway.

Ironically enough, the only reason I read this journal is because someone ($spinegrinder ) tweeted about it :)

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