So I was talking with TG about this week’s topic.
Me: “Ack! I need an original idea about social media! The other Debs have already hit the good stuff. Help!!”
(Aside: This is the hazard of being Friday Deb — coming up with a take on the subject that hasn’t already been…well, taken. Some weeks are harder than others.)
After handing me a Manhattan (pretty much his cure-all for all my panicky moments), he referred me back to one of his Facebook status updates:
“Random thought dept: Is Facebook a platform for: A-Guiltless Voyeurism? B-Acceptable Exhibitionism? or C-Friendship with Training Wheels?”
(Personally, I think he left off “D-All of the above.”)
The part about “voyeurism” and “exhibitionism” did get me thinking, though, and not just my typically naughty thoughts. Pardon my Fogey Moment here, but sometimes I do wonder if we’re losing the concept of “privacy” entirely in this internet age.
Yeah, I know. This from the woman who posted a picture of herself in the shower right here on this blog. (My second post, the one on places I write. If you’re wondering.) Ironic, huh?
But, see, that was Author Linda, not Everyday Linda. Author Linda does a lot of things Everyday Linda wouldn’t be caught dead doing.
Even Author Linda (let’s call her “AL,” shall we?) has her limits. AL rarely makes more than vague references to her children online, because they are adults, with their own lives and interests, and their stories are now officially their own to share or not share as they see fit.
It’s not easy, either, because there’s a crap-ton of hilarious stories that involve my kids, and you know how tough it is for writers not to tell stories. BUT Everyday Linda (EL) wishes to remain on speaking terms with said adult children, and hopes they pick out a really snazzy nursing home for her one day, so she muzzles AL.
Same goes for my beloved TG. The astute among you may have guessed by now that “Theater God” is not my husband’s real name. (Though it IS what he likes me to yell out in bed at those special moments.)
Wait! See, right there? That previous sentence, the one in the parentheses? Not true.* I totally made it up for comedic effect. But that’s okay, because TG has a great sense of humor, and has told me I’m free to use his (fake) name in vain as I see fit.)
*Or maybe it IS true, and saying it’s not true is the lie. Ooooh, got you wondering now, don’t I? Bwah-ha-hah!
Anyway, I guess the AL/EL split personality is my way of dealing with social media privacy concerns. How about you guys? How do you keep your online self separate from your offline, everyday self? Or do you even try?
Bonus points if you tell me the most shocking thing you’ve ever seen revealed by one of your online acquaintances at a social media site.
(Um, you don’t have to say who, mind you. In fact, it might be best not to. I believe people should be responsible for embarrassing themselves.)