International Law

The fun of Twitter and, I suspect, its draw for millions of people, is its infinite potential for connection, as well as its opportunity for self-expression. I enjoy those things myself. But when every thought is externalized, what becomes of insight? When we reflexively post each feeling, what becomes of reflection? When friends become fans, what happens to intimacy? The risk of the performance culture, of the packaged self, is that it erodes the very relationships it purports to create, and alienates us from our own humanity. Consider the fate of empathy: in an analysis of 72 studies performed on nearly 14,000 college students between 1979 and 2009, researchers at the Institute for Social Research at the University of Michigan found a drop in that trait, with the sharpest decline occurring since 2000. Social media may not have instigated that trend, but by encouraging self-promotion over self-awareness, they may well be accelerating it.

None of this makes me want to cancel my Twitter account. It?s too late for that anyway: I?m already hooked. Besides, I appreciate good writing whatever the form: some ?tweeple? are as deft as haiku masters at their craft. I am experimenting with the art of the well-placed ?hashtag? myself (the symbol that adds your post on a particular topic, like #ShirleySherrod, to a stream. You can also use them whimsically, as in, ?I am pretending not to be afraid of the humongous spider on the bed. #lieswetellourchildren?).

At the same time, I am trying to gain some perspective on the perpetual performer?s self-consciousness. That involves trying to sort out the line between person and persona, the public and private self.

via www.nytimes.com