Let's have a moan!

The most challenging thing about this blogging lark is to come up with a new topic each time that's worth writing about and, more to the point, that's worth reading. This is of course a subjective issue, as what is of interest to one person may be grindingly boring to another. As an example, you may have already decided this post is going to be mind-numbingly tedious and are exiting as you read this sentence!

Once, when many of us kept a paper diary, it was more of a spontaneous act and we did not much care what we wrote in it or even how we wrote. We scribbled away secure in the almost certain knowledge that it would end up in some dusty attic corner to be consumed by moths long after we had turned to dust ourselves! We never showed it to anyone, didn't think it would be of interest to anybody, and it was often so untidily written that it was doubtful if it could be deciphered by anyone who came by it even if they could be bothered to make the effort.

Well, all that changed with the advent of online blogging. Now when we keep a blog, which is I suppose a sort of electronic journal or diary, one's posts are likely to be read within minutes or hours of having been published, and many of those reading them are likely to be complete and utter strangers. And some of them will want, and will normally be able, to comment on our posts.  (In this respect, I count myself lucky as there is no danger of this happening to my blog which seems to be the best-kept secret on the Internet ... hehhe... so no-one will read this post either! But never mind, I will pretend I'm only doing it for myself.).

One thing that never ceases to amaze me is how may bloggers out there find the time to do what they do. They not only post every week and often more than once, they also tweet every day, they respond to comments from their many followers, they're on Facebook and other social networking websites, and they're into God knows how many other Internet activities! And some of these bloggers have hundreds or thousands of followers! Just as on FB where there are individuals with thousands of 'friends'! How do they do it? How do they manage to keep all these online sites of theirs updated, interact with visitors and still have some sort of a 'real' life? Beats me. Many bloggers are debating the issue of whether they should continue with an open-to-all blog or restrict it to just a few. To my mind, 'privatising' a blog in this way doesn't make much sense. The whole point of writing a journal online instead of keeping a paper diary, I venture to suggest, is to reach a wide audience, and not just in our own country, and to communicate one's ideas, opinions and convictions to such an audience. If our blog is only made accessible to a select few, it rather defeats the empowering and liberating purpose of the blogging ethos, I would have thought.

When you think about it, one could quite easily get involved in so many online pursuits, Blogger and Facebook being just two of the best-known ones, that there are not enough hours in a day or a week to keep them going and to see to everything else that makes up one's life. It helps of course if one does not have a job and can while away the daylight hours (in addition to the night-time ones!) in all these online activities. And, judging by many people who are continually posting things on Facebook throughout the day (often announcing their progress or achivement in some FB application), there are many idle souls about.

But it's not just online applications that are taking up so much of people's time, it's also all the weird and wonderful hand-held electronic gadgets that are must-haves for everyone today, especially the young. In my case, I’m still getting the hang of the mobile phone! Yet the youth of today take to all this gadgetry so easily and so seamlessly. They have their MP4 player (or whatever version it is now) and their i-phone, and i-pad, and i-tunes, and the rest of it. Somehow it all gels together and makes sense to them, whereas to us 'older folk' it just adds to the confusion in our lives. Thus, when you're out and about and unable to use your computer, the cellphone doubles up as one! Never mind about taking photos, that's old hat now. Today's mobile phone can take you onto the Internet and you can browse around, send and receive e-mails, network, and do many other things that you would do on your desktop or laptop.

Coming back, however, to the 'original' function of the phone, it's become such a common sight nowadays to see people speaking on their mobile phone in the street, in shops, banks, on the bus and the train, and in the park, to name but a few places. Have you noticed how loudly people seem to talk when on the phone in any queue? When I’m in a bank or post office queue (which I try and avoid like the plague), anyone speaking on their mobile seems to feel the need to talk at the top of their voice, much more loudly than they would in a face-to-face conversation. Now why is that, I wonder? They don't appear to care that everyone can hear them or that they might be inconveniencing others around them and so they witter on and on about nothing in particular. You find yourself fighting off the urge to grab hold of the confounded device and throw it as far as you can until it shatters into a thousand pieces.

Still on the subject of the cellphone, the other day I was strolling in a small park near my house and saw a woman doing one of these fast walks around the park. When I spotted her she was already on the phone. She did one lap round the park and continued talking on the phone. She did another and was still yapping on her mobile. And, as I left the park, she was still with her hand raised holding the phone to her ear, prattling on as she continued fast-walking round the park. What on earth did she have to say that needed such a long phone conversation and in the middle of what was supposed to be a serious exercise session? She was seriously addicted to the damn thing!

How about when you get on the bus or in the tube and someone has earphones on as they listen to invariably ear-splittingly loud music. And of course you can hear it even though it's usually quite muted. Nevertheless it's annoying, to say the least, but you put up with it. To object would doubtless make things worse, as the culprit, almost certainly a 'yoof', will give you a mouthful and then carry on regardless. So you either put up or shut up, or ship out! That is you move to another seat. There's really no other sensible way.

I think that as a society we have become coarser in our manners, boorish and churlish in our ways. We are too ready to be rude to strangers, to use bad language in public, and to be a nuisance to others around us. We are more confrontational now, more vociferous, and more demanding. The inconsiderate way we use our mobile phone in public is just one example (but a good one) of the couldn't-care-less attitude we have adopted towards others. “I will talk loudly and endlessly on the phone even if I'm in a queue in a public place, because that's what I want to do!”  "I will wear headphones in crowded places and live in my own little world of blaring pop music as if no-one else exists, because that's what i want to do!"

For my final moan to round things off... I often see in my local park (yes, we're back in the park) an elderly person with a young person by their side (who looks to be in their late teens or early twenties).  The youth is obviously a sort of minder charged (probably by Social Services) with taking the elderly person out for a walk and looking after them in general. But what do I often see? I see the young minder with a mobile phone glued to their ear, busy nattering away. Just the other day I saw a flagrant example of this. Whilst I was doing several rounds of the park, the minder spent the whole time chatting on his mobile, totally oblivious to his charge who, poor old dear, just sat there looking around and looking lost. There was no attempt by the minder to engage her in conversation or to give her the slightest bit of attention. He was much too absorbed in his phone call. And this is not an isolated instance, as I have witnessed this sort of thing on a number of occasions - a clear example of where a praiseworthy act is done but in a half-hearted manner.

Well, that's enough griping from me - for the time-being. It seems I’m getting to be a right moaning minnie, or, in my case (for reasons of gender), a moaning manny! But what can I do? It's an age thing... I think.

Facebook, Frivolity and the Future

The likelihood that anyone reading this post is also on Facebook is very high, given that Facebook recently surpassed the five hundred million members mark and that the English-speaking world has high Internet usage. And yes, I too am on Facebook. How could I not be? It’s now almost tantamount to having a birth certificate or a passport! If you’re not on Facebook, do you really exist? And how does anyone know you exist? In fact, how do you yourself know you exist? OK, I’m being frivolous, but you surely get the point.

We’re told that Facebook is a social networking tool designed to connect us up with family and friends and bring us closer together, since it would appear we’re not able to do this in the conventional way of face-to-face interaction or even over the phone. That’s the stated aim and the public and visible face of Facebook, but there is another side to all this which seems to have become as prominent a part of the Facebook experience as keeping in touch with family and friends or the social networking aspect of it.

The other face of Facebook is the plethora, forever expanding, of games and pastimes to keep otherwise bored and idle Facebookers occupied and amused. Millions of us, it would seem, are engaged in a multiplicity of virtual games and pursuits, some of which are: growing crops, breeding livestock, constructing buildings, keeping pets, running a zoo, looking after fish and sea-life in general, collecting all kinds of objects, participating in Mafia operations, keeping a house or apartment, running a café or restaurant, having pillow fights, inhabiting a desert island, and many others besides.

Those not in work or gainfully employed and with plenty of free time on their hands happily while away the hours engaged in a variety of virtual activities which enable them not only to keep themselves amused but also to interact with other addicts who are also engaged in such activities and are constantly exchanging materials with each other and offering assistance with one endeavour or another. During such activities, real life is suspended, taking a back seat to virtual life, and the participants become drunk with the wine of gamesmanship as they feverishly strive to gain merits and points and virtual money and recognition of their virtual accomplishments through publication on Facebook of their achievements.

One may ask how it is that otherwise sensible and sober adults in the real world turn into a bunch of frenetic game-playing playground kids in the virtual world, engaging in the sort of activities that once were the preserve of juveniles and adolescents! From my own observations, it would appear that many of these denizens of Facebook go online in the morning, spend the rest of the day (with necessary breaks of course) playing one daft game after another, working their way through one activity after another, and only stop when they retire to bed for the night, only to resume the same routine the next day!

The sheer addictiveness of these virtual activities seems to be astonishingly high, taking up a huge slice of the participant’s day and involving them in interaction with other similar addicts who are also engaged in a wide range of pastimes and activities in a virtual world where all is seemingly possible. I suppose in some sort of way it enables them to vicariously engage in activities and pursuits which are not readily open to them in the real world for one reason or other. And so the enthusiastic Facebook devotee is drawn deeper and deeper into these pursuits, with messages and suggestions popping up every so often to tempt the participant to explore further avenues.

Anyone who has a full-time job can only indulge in this sort of activity in their spare time, of course, and to the extent that there are many more women with time on their hands than men (despite considerable social reorganisation and reversal of roles in recent decades) and the type of activities offered by Facebook appear to lend themselves more readily to women than men, being the kind that require you to care for something, be it a farm, fish or a pet. From my own limited observations based on my circle of Facebook friends, whereas the women are feverishly carrying on all sorts of pursuits and playing all sorts of games and publishing their achievements with admirable single-mindedness, the men’s Facebook page is distinctly lacking in such evidence. The odd thing appears now and then, usually to do with photos or music or a funny video, but there is very little to do with the virtual pursuits I’ve touched on above. My own experience is, as I say, a very limited one and others may disagree with me on this, but certainly out of the females I know they are overwhelmingly into all this to a greater or lesser degree, with some real fanatics who have to get their daily fix.

One thing that intrigues me about all these Facebook pursuits and pastimes, and perhaps sociologists and psychologists can analyse this more deeply and suitably enlighten us, is what this says about our society today and the way we spend our spare time and interact with others. What exactly is going on here and what are the consequences and ramifications of all this online virtual activity and obsessive game-playing behaviour that is now taking up so much of our time? And is it a good or bad thing or neither? Will it improve or damage our 21st-century society? And what will it do to us as individuals? Will it be one of the biggest social and societal upheavals that has taken place in human history, altering on a massive scale the way we interact with our fellow men and the way we approach human relationships? Only time will tell, but great changes are afoot and they will make themselves felt at every level of society.

Little did we suspect when the computer was invented, how far-reaching its impact would be, what it would lead to and what massive changes it would bring about to our world. And these changes and developments are still going on, relentlessly and irresistibly, spawning new possibilities and new aspirations and giving rise to a brave new world which even the acutely perceptive and ingenious Aldous Huxley could not have conceived in the pre-computer age in which he lived. “Brave New World” indeed, as we stand on the threshold of sweeping social, cultural and political changes driven by our advancing sciences and technologies. The virtual world of Facebook and its gamesmanship and online activities may be the harbinger of a cybernetic revolution that will sweep us all along on its back to a future as yet unknown.