
Woke up this morning with a wretched sore throat. Scooted off to Starbucks for a free "London Fog" latte (Earl Grey tea--good for sore throats). No help. Crap! I wanted to write about "
unfriending" on Web 2.0. That is dropping or deleting a name in your contacts list. On the most social of the social sites, they're called "friends" even though they may have been automatically listed because they are friends of friends or recommended by the software, or for many reasons that have nothing to do with them really being your friend.
Web 2.0 is engendering controversy with this "
friending" feature. First came articles with titles like "What is a 'Friend' Anyway?" Then came "What's with all the friends?" and more on "How Many
Friends Do You Need?" Of course some people turned it into a competition while others tried to stay conservative and focus on the quality of the feature.
Internet communication itself has altered the meaning of friendship. A friend, unless a "pen pal" used to be someone you knew in person, even if you now live far apart and see each other seldom. Even if you only communicated through notes on Christmas cards, you were still friends because at one time you were in physical proximity and shared other activities in real life.
Web 2.0 "friends" are often no different from the little graphics under your name or photo. They might mean anything from "she's a
hottie" to "never met" to just cute stars. The younger the participants, the sillier and more meaningless the friend system can be. So now comes the culmination of questioning "friends" with articles on '
unfriending'. Dear Abby, what will happen if I '
unfriend' someone in my
Facebook account? "
Unfriended is unwanted?" "Revenge of the
Unfriends".
It can feel like you've lost control of your life, if not at least your online identity! The notion to drop someone from one of my contact lists passed through my mind recently. I was trying to use
LinkedIn to locate contacts that might be useful to my editing business, but I was invited into the program by someone who wanted me to be their useful contact. In the 60s that was known as "upwardly mobile" social climbing. AND I HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH THAT.
Eventually, and only to enhance the appearance of my connections list, I thought about dropping that first friend. I hadn't heard from her since I'd joined a few months ago. My hand hovered over the mouse to click her out of the fold. Please understand this was not a reflection on the value of the person. It was a business decision to affect the apparent quality of my profile. I still welcomed a friendship with her in real life, well, by email anyway, virtual life.
And speaking of email, just before I clicked her out, an email arrived from that very person, asking to interview me for her blog. Whew! Dodged another bullet. The image of a burning bridge flashed across my vision. Except, here I am, exposing my almost-folly that would have snatched a marketing opportunity from the jaws of success. See, I keep telling you that I am here to try to help you avoid the pitfalls on the road to writing success. They just keep on coming, too!
Isn't life funny? I just looked down to see that I made the whole trip to Starbucks with my pants unzipped.
*Blush*
I'm going back to bed.
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