You see them all the time. It might be your mum or dad, your grandparents, but mostly your childen and grandchildren. Exposure is the new way of life. It all began with tbe computer. At first it was harmless, becasue you were playting games or sending e-mails, but then someone discovered that we can share, and so it came to be that something called “Facebook” was developed. This was the beginning of exposure. It was no longer reserved for the famous and the specials, you can have it to.
You had your own place on the computer. You could tell everyone what you were eating, where you were going on holiday. It was a general “look what I am doing” movement. This was only the first step because in the meanwhile the mobile phones complete with camera arrived on the scene. Now you could illustrate all your actions, and show people how good you were. I know I have been there and done that. See my photo, I am taking a selfie, you can see me. I am exposed, but you must have a mirror to go with it. Most people you see are standing with the telephone at the end of an outstretched arm so that they can get the full effect.
Christmas is a perfect opportunity. You have a family gathering and you can expose the complete family on whatever social site you partake in. Last Christmas was full of golden oldies and their families, all grouped together in their living room, preferably standing in front of the Christmas tree, dressed for the occasion. Another favourite is showing what you are cooking for a special occasion. I have seen it all from the turkey to the specially prepared salmon – in their raw state and cooked. We know no limits. A private sphere no longer exists. Why keept it to yourself, when the whole world can see your achievements.
Holidays are a wonderful thing to show. The neighours stay at home and spend the holiday in the garden, but you have travelled and the photos arrive. Tanned golden oldies (like me) standing in front of the Parthenon in Greece, young couples laying in the sun on a far distant beach in the Bahamas, or just perhaps Italy. In Winter your first attempts at skiing, and let us not forget the photo on the top of the mountain, which you actually reached in a mountain railway. Everyone dressed in the latest sports clothes, 200 different sorts of Addidas Sneakers, if they have a trade mark on the shoe even better, The neighbours will get jealous, especially if they are not in Facebook.
And me: of course I am in facebook, would not want to miss anything, after all everyone does it. Life has become one big exposure, so lets make the others jealous.
I am in Facebook, in Twitter (only because of the american President, although I have never found him there) and my photos are all on line with connections to a few thousand others. I rarely do selfies, but now and again just to show off. One of the basic features of online life is the showing off. What is the point otherwise? You must see and be seen.
Mr. Swiss left Facebook a couple of weeks ago. He was never really happy about being there. Was it because he only had 20 friends and I had 900? Was he jealous of my online success? He no longer has people congratulating him on his birthday, although he never really wanted to become famous, but preferred to remain in the background. I warned him that he would no longer be able to use the messenger, complete with its video system, but he found his mobile phone is just as good. He is now isolated, no longer is exposed to his social contact list (all 20 of them). We discovered we can still communicate by speech, so no big problem.
I am still in Facebook, relishing in every exposure possible. Must go, one of my online colleagues has just told everone that her washing machine has broken down, in the middle of a wash – oh, the dramas of everyday life.
“What did you say?”. Of course I have my very own Angloswiss place in Facebook, it is a community – you have to mix with the crowds today, otherwise you run the danger of isolation..