Did you know that on this day 3 years ago I was writing a blog post? I didn’t know either. Yet Facebook, Timehop, and Google Photos want to make it impossible to forget what we ate for breakfast at that super cute brunch place 6 months ago.
I’ve been earning money for the last 5 years as a social media specialist. I’m the person who’s hyper-targeting the ad so it reaches you: the recent home buyer with a birthday in the next month who is friends with someone who just got engaged.
So I’m confident that social media and information giants like Facebook and Google never do things without a reason. And that reason always comes down to their bottom line, as it should. The currency of all things internet is views, impressions, and active user counts. More Millennials sharing photos of their lattes on Facebook = better active user statistics = more advertising $$.
There’s an intrinsic motivation for social media networks to keep people addicted to sharing every mundane moment. What better way to do it than to become your scrapbook, time capsule, and memory? They’ll keep track of the details of your existence so you don’t have to.
But you better have a life worth remembering.
Since Timehop first introduced the concept of constantly being reminded about what happened on this day in your personal history, I’ve started to see a change in the way we take photos. We must always snap some representative shot of what that day entailed because otherwise, there’d be nothing to reminisce over in a year.
And if we must take a photo every day, then we must be doing something fantastic with amazing people every day to photograph. Or at least some latte art.
But life isn’t always #darling. Sometimes it’s #painful and #unphotogenic. And sometimes, we miss the real moments of life, even the gritty hard ones, when we’re constantly on the lookout to find today’s best picture.
This is just a PSA that Facebook and Google Photos and Timehop know what they’re doing. The more they addict you to seeing a younger version of yourself every morning on your phone, the more you’ll feel the need to keep photographing and posting so you can remember THIS EXACT MOMENT next year. Just be sure it’s actually you who is in the picture.
Hello. My name is Chloe Smiley and I am addicted to Facebook. This addiction has afflicted an entire generation. I know several friends who have reached a point of no return. You know the part of all of those medicine commercials that list off all the potential side effects? And if you listen closely you start to wonder…why in the world would I take medicine that might kill me just so my legs stop feeling restless? It really doesn’t add up. The same goes for facebook (see, I wasn’t completely off topic). We are so easily impressed by the flashing images before our eyes that we stop hearing the side effects. So I am going to spell them out (cue images of happy people walking through fields of flowers to distract you)
Chloe J Sayers 