Following on from Ege’s piece last week, I wanted to write about social media identities. I want to talk about the leading social media platform Instagram and how identities that are created there can confuse us. I don’t use Instagram. The line “I’m not anti-social, I just like privacy” from the play Joseph K. that I saw on Tuesday night might serve as a good explanation for that.
No doubt there are millions who love the platform’s visual repertory, the inspiration they get from sharing, the strength they feel from expressing their opinions. (In fact this number reaches 1 billion with google results.) All of these users create certain identities for themselves. More often than not, they are “more beautiful”, “cooler”, “smarter”, “more productive” in these accounts. Is it possible for the opposite to exist as well? I think so. There are a number of people that I’ve known for years who I find to be fun and creative in person. Yet, these people are defined as aggressive and smug on social platforms. I find it a little troubling that our inferences when talking about someone come from a virtual world.
And that’s when a question pops up: who are we really? Who is real? Those who get swept away by their social media identities and stray away from their realities or those who find themselves through such a platform?
I love the people in my life in flesh and blood, with their real presence and actual conversations. Not any “cooler” or “more aggressive” than they really are.
Good or bad, wishing all masks fall off sooner than later,