Today I had a nice lunch with a couple of people I’ve known for years. We showed up at the restaurant. We exchanged pleasantries. We reminisced. We looked forward. We ate. We drank. We paid. We moved on. All in all, it was a successful lunching transaction.
According to the standards of modern social networking, the lunch never happened.
You see, neither of my lunch mates have Facebook or Instagram or a Twitter account…
Ordinarily this isn’t a problem, but nowadays it seems like an event didn’t happen unless one of three things happened:
1. Someone took a picture of the food.
2. Someone took a picture of the “crew”
3. Someone let everyone else know where the food was consumed, who was there and linked the update so that it appeared on everyone’s wall, where they could officially deny it if it were untrue.
My lunch lacks all three and thus exists in the murky world of maybe…
…but doesn’t it belong there? When did every meal needed to be photographed before consumed? And, why–dear God why?–are kids getting alcohol enemas?
When did it happen that people either:
A.) pre-supposed that other people want to see every food item that enters their pie-hole
B.) Felt an urgency to prove that they were indeed where they said they were, with who they say they were and have documentation to prove it.
It boggles my mind. Folks who don’t use social media are people, too. I can’t help but think that they are being somehow marginalized by an entire segment of society…