I just finished saying that I wanted to focus on positive things here on my blog.
But… the exception proves the rule. This is something I wrote last year and never published, until now. It’s as much of a rant as you’ll ever get from me! (Except in the real world, where I’m much less zen.)
I take photos and publish them here for everyone to see. So I completely understand other people doing the same thing.
But sometimes I get the feeling that I should never again leave home without wearing a carefully put-together outfit and full make-up, just in case I happen to end up in the background of a photo or a video that has nothing to do with me and gets put on Youtube, going viral. With me clearly visible in the background. If that happens, I don’t want to be caught having a bad hair day or picking my nose, wearing a silly expression on my face, obliviously.
I actually read an article a while ago about an artist who made a photo exhibition of random people and sold some of the pictures for a lot of money. One of the people in the photos found out and contacted the artist, not being too happy about it, but there wasn’t much they could do.
I blame a lot of this on social media. Especially young kids today have all the equipment and technical skills, but they’re too young to really think about what they are actually publishing, to be public and available to anyone, forever.
A friend of mine was taking a shower at the gym when she noticed that some younger gym-goers were taking selfies – and the showers were directly in the background. Naked strangers showering in the background and who knows where those photos ended up.
The utter lack of privacy in public places in these days of internet and smartphone cameras makes me think of an absurd reality, like old movies depicting a dystopian society. Fahrenheit 451, for example. When I saw Fahrenheit 451 as a teenager the ’90’s (we used to watch classics at school sometimes), I never, ever thought that one day I’d live in a reality that even remotely reminded me of it! Now, I feel that though the plot is different, there’s a certain lack of control that’s similar.
I wonder what it would be like to be a teenager growing up in this day and age of no privacy. Maybe they are okay with it because they don’t know what it was like before. When you could actually be completely incognito if you wanted to.
Is it wrong to admit that I kind of miss my privacy? says the enthusiastic photo blogger, anonymously.
Maybe I’ll get over it.