Welcome to Facebook. How would you like to entertain us today? Uh! May be you could show us what you cooked for dinner yet again and how artistically you had plated the broken cookie? Or wait, you could also tell us what gift your henpecked boy-friend gave you for your 3 months together anniversary? But no, that would be too main-stream, so why don’t you just flood my news feed with your political rants or social endeavors?
That is exactly what Facebook has come down to these days. Originally the idea was to create a social networking portal, to help people connect not only in terms of instant messaging but to get a closer view of how life is going for them- updates, pictures, songs. An Amercian version of Orkut, as many would like to place it. However come the year 2009 and this networking portal went viral, from What’s your number to What’s your Facebook Account, the one liner is probably the most frequently used all over the world today, except for some, for instance China and Pakistan, the countries having banned the networking site. But then that is a parallel universe all together.
Standing in the year 2013, the whole purpose of having a Facebook Account has undergone a paradigm shift. From a portal to connect, it has been converted into pages of a personal diary. Researches show, that a casual analysis of one’s Facebook page in terms of the status updates, kinds of music listened to or pages or posts liked by an individual can give enormous amounts of insight into one’s personality. For instance there are the crazy attention seekers who would update every tiny details of their life for waking up to brushing to eating and all ancillary process involved therein, then there are the obsessed who cannot live without updating their profile pictures or albums every 10 seconds. We obviously have the gold-diggers flaunting their expensive euro tours or bragging about their achievements almost always and then we have the taggers, who would tag you into everything from photos of their pets to lovery dovey status messages. In a word, in the virtual world of Facebook, everybody is a celebrity, providing tits and bits of paparazzi gossip.
However, the irony involved in this entire madness, is though we hate every bit of this live ‘life-reporting’, and it’s the same people creating the same hula-hoop everyday, we are just hitched. We would still log into the website every five minutes, scroll over the updates for the millionth time and pass a smirk or shake our head madly over some lover-tiff or public display of affection. It is not heap or acceptable unless it’s on fb. Parties have now been restricted to RSVP’s over the portal, Be it getting a new job or having a new born, it’s all there out for the world to see, to judge and to have an opinion on.
Alas! Amidst this show off and publicity stunts, the innocence and the beauty of facial expressions and emotions, has just been constricted to web smileys. The virtual and socially acceptable masks with their highs and lies has managed to wipe of the real faces of people, calls for an insightful “update” maybe?