The other edge of the tech-dependence sword: Finding things out we otherwise wouldn’t have known.

In my last blog post, I ruminated (for lack of better term) about what happens when we rely too much on our social media/technology and questioned why we don’t talk about the bad things that happen when intended messages aren’t received.

Well, there’s another edge to this sword, which I found out recently in a rather painful way, and that is when our technology delivers us messages that we otherwise would not have received.

Without divulging any identifying information or details, I’m going to attempt to explain the story. (Names and other details will be changed for privacy reasons.)

About six months ago I was doing some work in my home office one night and catching up on one of my favorite music podcasts. One episode had just finished and the next one began with the podcast host’s usual opening words after the intro music. Preoccupied with my work, it was only background noise but I heard his words “This episode is dedicated to Kevin Samuelson*, host of the _____ music podcast, who died unexpectedly in his sleep in early August. We’ll miss you, Kevin.”

Cue the screeching needle-on-vinyl noise.

Did he just say Kevin Samuelson? I had to play it again. Knowing that his name is not uncommon, I had to look up the podcast this late Kevin Samuelson hosted to see if it was the same guy I used to know. I held my breath, hoping it wasn’t him, but knew he loved music, was very tech-y, and there was a very good chance that this could be him.

It was.

My heart sank and I was as equally shocked to learn of his sudden passing as I was by the method of how I found out.

Kevin and I used to be very close. I won’t get into details, but we were very close, and then I broke it off and I hadn’t spoken to him in over six years. I thought it was better that way. I didn’t speak to any of his friends nor did he mine, and though we completely broke off all ties I knew it was the best decision in the long run.

Oddly enough, we met via this weird thing called the internet back before the term “social media” was coined. (You know, back when meeting somebody on the other side of the computer meant surely you were going to get molested or murdered). We were both on a music mailing list in ’97ish, which became a community, then a year or so later met in person, yada yada yada… we were very close, and let’s just say that had I not made certain decisions, I could be a widow right now.

Since we did cut off all contact with each other, I was wondering if any of our mutual friends from back-in-the-day even knew. The day I found out about his passing happened to be one of their birthdays, and I was going to call her and wish her a happy birthday, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it because there was no way I could say “Happy Birthday” and “by the way, did you know Kevin died?” in the same phone conversation.

I knew she’d understand.

Over time I’ve had conversations online with a few of our mutual friends  — friends that we met before “meetups” and “tweetups” existed, when our gatherings of online friends in real life were simply called “gatherings.” (Imagine that.) None of them knew of his passing until I told them. I felt awful, and still do, that I had to be the bearer of such bad news, and also that it was/is not my place to contact his family and/or friends to express my grievances.

It’s been six months from when I found out, and I’m still having a hard time with the fact that he passed away (and so suddenly), and with how I learned of it.

It got me thinking. A lot.

In this ever-connected world we live in, it seems hard to get away from people we thought we’d never hear from. We’ve all gotten friend requests on Facebook from people we knew in high school and even elementary school. With our location-based social networks like FourSquare and Gowalla (among other GPS-tagged technologies that many are unaware of), it makes us all rather easily findable.

When Kevin and I parted ways it was a mutual understanding that we’d never contact each other again, and we’d keep to our own friends, families, worlds. I honestly never expected to hear from him again.

Little did I know that somewhere between now and our parting back then, Kevin happened to befriend a guy in another state through a different shared interest, who also happened to have a music podcast. It’s a podcast that Kevin would never have listened to on his own, but I happened to have been a fan of since it began in 2006… a couple years after we last spoke.

And because “the internet has made the world shrink” (as I like to say), I learned of Kevin’s passing through that podcast. If this were ten years ago, or maybe even five years ago, I don’t think I ever would have found out.

Try as we might, we can’t escape our ever-connected world. It’s not the just messages we don’t receive through our technology that can cause hurt, but also the ones that we do. In this case, it was “accidentally” receiving a message that was painful.

It makes me wonder if we really are better off having all this access to information – on a macro, “world” scale or a micro, “interpersonal” one.

I know I can’t possibly be the only one who has had a bad/awkward/hurtful experience by our technology delivering a message that was likely never intended for us. Has anyone else? I’d love to hear your experiences if you’d like to share, and would love to hear your thoughts on this and similar experiences.

*not his real name

Pic 1 via Albion Europe ApS , pic 2 from 28 misguided souls.

The 800 lb gorilla of social media dependence: When it fails us.

800 lb gorillaLast week I found myself in a very engaging discussion over at Shonali Burke’s blog on the challenges of authenticity on the social web. The post was a guest post by Erica Holt, who posed the question of whether it’s possible to truly be yourself online.

The discussion in the comments got into dissecting what exactly it means to be “authentic” or “transparent” on the web, and why some people find it much easier to be their true selves online than others. (If you’d like to chime in, I highly recommend going over to Shonali’s and reading both Erica’s post and our discussion in the comments.)

Erica brings up many points in her post, but there was one line in particular that resonated with me:

“. . . when miscommunication occurs, this can be dangerous.”

This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot in the past year or so.

Again and again, we celebrate all the good that comes out of this new media we call “social” — the connections we’ve made, the business we’ve acquired, the friendships we would have otherwise not found, or the friendships we’ve rekindled. We have frequent “tweetups,” applaud one another for the accomplishments and connections we’ve made, and even hold myriad conferences in the name of these tools and technologies that we hold so dear to our hearts. Our love for our real-time communication and rapidly-advancing technology is evident in everything we do, but seldom do we talk about how dangerous our dependency can be.

Social media can indeed create many ties that bind; but how often do we talk about how our dependency can break those ties, and sometimes open up old wounds?

I think it happens a lot more than we’d like to admit.

Miscommunication has always happened by relying on medium. We’ve all heard stories of the letter that got lost in the mail from a woman’s fallen soldier husband, only to be finally delivered decades later, tying up loose ends. If only she’d have gotten that letter sooner, when it was supposed to be delivered …

Of course, you know where I’m going with this. Many of us have had instances of misunderstanding because of an important email accidentally getting caught by the spam filter, or worse yet, never being delivered. Or perhaps being delivered way too late. (I recently received an email dated 2005 regarding my student loan consolidation!)

But it goes a step further, and this is what confuddles me: WHY do we not openly talk about those times when beloved tech fails us? Those times when text messages or emails get lost in space, which sometimes cause arguments, or at the very least, confusion? Are we so forgiving of Facebook always having glitches, that the fight that breaks out because of messages not received or returned is somehow just magically OK? Are we so forgiving of Twitter that DMs containing important information that are never received are somehow to be instantly dismissed?

Not long ago, I spent almost a week wondering why one of my best friends blocked me from seeing everything on her Facebook account. I couldn’t see her wall, her pictures, nothing. I was worried she was mad at me about something, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what I did wrong, other than forget I was signed onto Facebook chat and didn’t respond to her quick “Hi, how are you?” IM that morning. I thought that was hardly a reason to be so mad at me that she’d block me. I wrote her a note on Facebook and didn’t hear back from her. She didn’t reply to my text messages, either. Finally I asked her husband what was up with her, and asked if I did anything wrong. Turns out, it wasn’t me at all — her account got hacked and she was having issues with her phone. All that worrying for nothing!

That’s a pretty mild incident, but the potential for much more severe instances is prominent. Our addiction to our technology can unite us, but our dependence can (and sometimes does) severely divide. What price do we put on that?

Is our dependence on our tech a prescription for inevitable social disaster?

In the fine print on most prescriptions, it says something like “Your doctor has prescribed this because s/he believes that the benefits far outweigh the risk of side effects.” At what point do realize that the benefits of our tech DON’T outweigh the risk of the cost? Then what?

Back before the internet (for those of us who can remember) it was usually pretty easy to tell when someone gives us the “cold shoulder.” Unfortunately, the “cold, new media shoulder” is often misinterpreted.

Do we assume that someone with whom we THOUGHT we were very good friends never wants to speak to us for some reason, or do we ask them for an explanation? And how?

Every semester, at the beginning of every communications course he taught, one of my favorite professors in undergrad always started out by stating,

“Even by not communicating, you’re communicating.”

… and that’s the cold hard truth.

Communication, in its simplest definition, is the delivery of ideas and/or messages. Think of the speculation that abounds in courtrooms (real or movies) when someone is declared guilty of murder and their reaction is stoicism. (“They have no remorse! They have no soul! Monster!” when in reality, said person could simply be in shock.)

What messages are you sending to people by not saying anything at all? Or, worse yet — what are you saying (or not saying) to people by depending on the medium (e.g. Facebook, Twitter) over face time?

I ask a lot of questions in this post and don’t really have any answers. But these are things I’ve been thinking about a lot, and I’d love to hear your take.

Photo 1 by Search Engine People Blog, photo 2 by Thirteen of Clubs.

Social media is way too smurfy these days.

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smurf[If you know me in person, chances are you've heard this before, but I'm at the point now where I feel it just needs to be written down.]

I hate the term “social media.” Really, I do. Why? Because it’s too hard to define. I’m definitely not the first person to blog about this, and I’m sure I won’t be the last. But here’s the truth:

All media is social media.

Media, at its very ethos, is social. Cavemen didn’t paint cave paintings and not talk about them. Egyptians didn’t carve hieroglyphics just because they were pretty pictures — they told stories. Radio never really was one-way — it encouraged interaction with people calling in. TV may seem one-way but do people not sit around the TV and watch it together? Do people not talk about their favorite shows with each other?

All media always has, and always will, encourage social interaction. Whether it’s immediate as what we understand “social media” to be nowadays or not is a different story.

The only difference between “traditional” media and “social” media is that “social media” makes two-way (or one-to-many, or many-to-many) communication a helluva lot faster. And let’s just face it – this is simply the way the world communicates now.

However, like those folks I linked above, I understand that there is no one, true definition of “social media,” and that alone is a problem, illustrated by a story a few friends of mine relayed to me recently:

A colleague of ours, a rather big name in the “social media world” and a bigwig at a rather large, world-famous company, was to speak about social media at a local event. I did not attend said event, but my colleagues did, because they wanted to hear what he had to say about how he’s used “social media” in/for his company. Based on the questions from the audience, however, it became more of a Twitter 101 class, and my colleagues admitted they were a little embarrassed for him. This was not a marketing fail, as the event was promoted appropriately. Or was it?

My colleagues’ definition of social media was and is much more complex than that of the audience. They were expecting how this guy applied “social media” for marketing/PR purposes. The audience was apparently expecting how to use a tool or two, which is a lot different.

Social media is the new smurf.

Smurfs used the word “smurf” for just about anything, and it was understood without question. Or they used it when they couldn’t think of any other word for something, which is where we are now with “social media.” Hell, any kind of interaction via the internet or mobile now can be considered “social media,” and I can’t believe that for a society as chatty and as articulate as we are, we can’t think of any other words for what the heck we’re talking about.

We need to expand our vernacular.

I was taught that you shouldn’t complain about something without proposing a solution, but honestly? I don’t have one. What I do know is that the more we use “social media” as a term for just about any kind of communication these days, the more confused people get, and the more smurfy things become. I like to be more specific when I speak of expedited communication through ever-changing technology, but I realize that sometimes it’s easier smurfed than smurfed. I know that many times, I still go over peoples’ smurfs and they still don’t smurf what I’m smurfing about, even when I think I’m smurfing on their level.

So what do you smurf? Is “social media” too smurfy these days? Should we be more specific and throw that term out the smurf? Or is it fine and smurfy? Leave your smurfs in the smurfs.

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