It appears that the internet is fast becoming a dirty word. Take the recent riots in London for example. Much of the blame goes to social networking sites like Twitter where users could provoke action and suggest areas of London not yet manned by the police force and therefore would provide a lucrative source of looting and further rioting. I watched the scenes on Sky News tonight and almost cried at the devastation I witnessed. Houses burned out. A woman whose childhood home had gone up in flames and her mother, seventy years of age, just escaping the furnace. It was heartbreaking.
My son suggested that we watch an interesting documentary the other night. It is called Catfish. It is all about social networking. This particular guy becomes Facebook friends with a woman who feigns to be what she is not. Her entire life is fictional and the film follows his developing relationship with her on line and by 'phone until he finally decides to surprise her by paying her an unexpected visit. I won't ruin it on you but suffice to say that the ending is both touching, poignant and off-putting to any social networking arena. A must see.
I mean to say for all you know I could be a man living in a dingy apartment with not a plant or a view of the sea for miles nearby. I could be lonely and miserable and dine on fast food seven days a week. I might have stubble on my chin. Who is to say that I am me? Who would ever know?
I am not of course. Or if I am I have a terrific imagination and deserve an immediate job with a movie agency in Los Angeles, a house on the beach in Santa Monica and a daily massage, thank you very much. Seriously, social networking could be ruining our lives and our world and our integrity. Not just me. I am me. I am real. I think. But what about the bigger picture? The way things are going, god knows what is being planned out there, what weirdos our kids are talking to. I mean who is reading this right now? And if you are, are you who you say you are?