As I am stuck in the house and therefore, to computer access rather than physical interaction, expect lots here and elsewhere online (my online class is going to hate me by the end of tomorrow, I bet. *evil grin*).
Some thoughts as I work on a paper/presentation about Facebook and MySpace. Would love to hear your reactions, if you have any:
2/8/07 Where the hell are my notes on my former students contacting me through myspace??/
So what does all of this mean?
That much of the time, I don’t know what I am doing when I logon to facebook and myspace. I can’t figure out how to spend my time and most of the times I login, I just check my page and go. Perhaps 25% of the time, I get caught looking up what other people are doing (this does not include collecting data with my subjects) and learning about groups and pages. While I am trying to figure out how pages are constructed, I am also trying NOT to learn too much about my students – sort of my own sense of keeping their privacy intact.
I know there are things I choose not to post on these pages, and I was really worried when friends called the picture I have up “sexyâ€. It’s soft focus because I take terrible pictures, rather than in a Glamour Shots kind of way.
I guess I am still trying to figure out how to represent myself in this Web 2.0 space. I am much more familiar and comfortable with blogging – probably because it is all writing and I have total control of the layout and content of the page. It’s easier for me to understand, being a textual person who does well with lots of writing and few pictures. To me, the layout is predictable – following a genre I know well of diary/personal writing. Facebook and MySpace, on the other hand, are completely different – genres of their own. Not comic book exactly, but also different from the hypertexts I knew well. Not nearly as linear as blogs, and updated perhaps even more frequently. Do the pieces on this page even work together in any kind of coherent whole?
From danah’s blog –
We’re living with the complications of no walls online. Determining context is really really hard. Is your boss really addressing you when he puts his pic up on Match.com? Does your daughter take your presence into consideration when she crafts her MySpace? No doubt it’s public, but it’s not like any public that we’re used to in meatspace.
I am hyper-aware of the public audience to my pages – that these are, in most cases, my students. Much more aware in terms of paranoia than I am on my blog – as a medium I feel much more comfortable in and use better. There’s a perceived generational gap on my part in even being on MySpace or Facebook. I feel like I am intruding, and (of course) none of my students have told me that, yet their faces show surprise when I tell them I am on there. Some, maybe 10% add me. The others must know that I could find them if I chose, and yet I don’t go looking for the faces sitting in my classroom.
It’s a weird position of being and not-being in this community populated mostly by people much younger than I am. I stay the lurker – responding to comments but not usually making them, not poking someone first. It’s as though I need someone, anyone? To put their hand out and show me around and tell me, “Yes, you belong here too.â€
Also, that I am lurking and doing research. Am not collecting anyone’s page without a consent form, but studying myself and yet that means studying those connected to me in some way. There is no clear demarcation that this is MY page and that is YOURS.
Danah’s point that these pages are the “clothes†our students dress themselves in, to represent who they are and who they’re becoming. That makes sense – as their friends and others recognize these clothes and what they mean. There’s very little uptake of Facebook and MySpace in my world, though, it’s as though we don’t recognize these as clothes or what they mean. The nuances of the cultures of MySpace and Facebook are lost on me and many of my colleagues – this is a whole different tribe with markers and discourses and conventions of its own. And that builds on the feeling I have when I talk about MySpace and Facebook to my peers – that I am taking them on a safari to the other side of the globe (the other side of the Net, in this case) to visit a culture of which they’ve hardly dreamed.