Imported from MySpace blog
At last, I’ve put my finger on the inexplicable pull of Teh MySpace and Teh Facebook. It’s voyeurism, straight up. It gives us creepily intimate looks into the lives of others, be they friends, acquaintances or total strangers.
Pictures, likes and dislikes, employment and educational history, and entire personal conversations between friends can be viewed remotely at the click of a mouse. You can read about someone’s vacation, see pictures of the insides of their houses, find out what they did last weekend, where they like to shop and whether or not they believe in God. For people we’re not particularly close to, this information would likely never present itself unless we became creepy stalkers. It’s absolutley terrifying and undeniably wonderful.
And then there’s always the wonderful possibility of discovering the (preferably) awful fates of meanie-heads from the past, and the fun of daydreaming of what it would be like to be someone else for a day.
It’s addictive and it feels kind of dirty and wrong, so of course I love love love it.
Currently reading :
White Teeth: A Novel