Surely Someone Is Working to Invent Real Life’s Killer App
Posted: September 9th, 2008 | Author: Ron Bronson | Filed under: Ideas, Life, Social Networking, Web 2.0 | Tags: international students, online dating, recruiting | 2 Comments »I’ve talked a lot lately about “being behind the screen” versus being “out and about” with actual people. More and more of us are decamping to some facade that can protect us from the big bad world or allow us to let down our guards in a manner in which we might not otherwise consider.
From Charles Blow’s NY Times visual op-ed blog today, a bunch of graphs that didn’t really offer much in the way of new insights related to online profiles and how men and women lie in them. But one of the comments hit on something I was thinking the other day, but opted not to blog about..until now:
I find it amazing these days that many people seem incapable of meeting people in other ways. Everything goes through a screen. Entertainment, love, family life, politics… We tend to get sucked into these small communities of like-minded people online and forget about creating social networks in our immediate environments, when networks in our immediate environments are actually the ones that can positively change those environments in which we live, rather than just create some cyber-characters floating in space somewhere, devoid of real contact with the real planet and its inhabitants.
I’d been thinking about the idea that people are so caught up in their “inability to meet” [insert here] that they resort to such methods. Not that there is “anything wrong with it.” Perhaps the endless loop of online dating commercial with faux happy people extolling the supreme compatibility of their newly found beau got me thinking, “Have we fallen that far, that fast?”
I mean, online dating provides scores of people who would likely never have the opportunity to meet, a chance to interact, converse and who knows what else? It’s akin to being a wayfaring sailor or explorer of a different era, only the work now requires a credit card, patience and enduring pages of invasive questioning; rather than say, an oxen and some wampum.
It reminds me a lot of developing elaborate web programs aimed at picking off kids from outside a target area in higher ed recruiting. Or creating “social networking” tools for the sake of it, simply because it’s what “all the kids are doing these days.” Older, non-technical savvy folks are usually astounded by the scores of college kids who don’t actively use technology for anything. A few use facebook or myspace to talk to friends, pursue folks of the opposite sex whom they might have met once or had a class with and that’s it. Email? That’s for those lame kids who actually study. [/sarcasm]
Texting has replaced actual conversation and seems that while the premise of my remarks are to relegate the world’s single folks to a lifetime of romantic ludditism, the fact is…I’m just wonder if there aren’t better uses of people’s time? It’s harder for folks in remote places to meet new people, especially in a world where folks don’t feel the need to travel to rural areas as much. But what’s online usually mirrors the same, depressing story that you can find in the real world. Depends on the situation, I guess.
What ties it all together is a need for web applications that actually implore people to meet those around them. It’s out there, mind you, but I’m talking about promoting active conversations that motivate people to do more than just imagine that their situation must be awful because they don’t know anyone like them. The web is still a mess. Most folks can’t work their way around a google search and meanwhile, in web land, we’re musing longingly about the semantic web.
Ordinary people are looking to be heard. In everything that we do. Folks are being ignored, boxed neatly into compartments and readily forgotten until their little clique — that they didn’t realize they were part of, probably — becomes the soup de jour that week. That’s the way things work, I guess.
But only because someone else hasn’t figured out a way around it.
I imagine it’s coming…