English comedian Charlton Brooker wrote a great piece in
the Guardian this week on sharing. If you haven’t read it go do it now. I’ll still be here when you get back.
He was adding his voice to a debate which is popping up with increasing frequency online about sites like Spotify automatically posting stuff to your Facebook wall without even telling you they’re doing it.
With Netflix having just launched in Ireland us Irish FBers are getting a real taste of this as Netflix plays the same game as Spotify.
I don’t use Spotify and I didn’t use my Facebook account to join Netflix so it hasn’t happened to me (yet) but you can get the gist of why this irks people so
here (with a response from Spotify in the comments section).
Stuff like this prompted a friend of mine to go on a little Facebook Status-sized rant recently that went something like this:
“Dear God people, I couldn’t give a sweet sticky banana what the hell you’re watching, listening to or reading at the moment. There’s more to life than mickey measuring and I'm-so-cool-ing on Facebook so kindly stop chucking that shit into my timeline.”
I’m paraphrasing, but you get the idea. A lot of people commented their agreement.
I only partially agreed. I actually like finding newspaper articles through the Facebook newspaper apps. Although it has the potential to cause some confusion, like when people started seeing the headline ‘Father Ted Actor Dies’ and thinking something dreadful had happened to Ardal O’Hanlon, only to discover that the headline was attached to a fourteen year old article about the death of Dermot Morgan. Perfect, the system ain’t.
But he does have a point.
And there are two points being raised here:
1. People use social media to share an awful lot of utter nonsense.
2. When did it become cool for third party sites to update my status without telling me they’re doing it?
The first point is patently true (although I’m sure we’ve all been guilty of it at one time or another) but there’s not a lot you can do except grin and bear it, unless you want to start unfollowing and defriending people like the plague just went digital. Alas, it’s the nature of the beast.
The simple answer to the second one is ‘it didn’t.’ The articles I mentioned above sum the situation up perfectly so there’s no need for me to but it’s not cool, not even if you hide a little button away somewhere with which you can unsubscribe from the auto-updates.
These two points may seem a little trifling against the backdrop of the larger debate that’s going on about content sharing online and, well, I guess they are.
If acts like SOPA and PIPA in the US, ACTA in Europe and Sean Sherlock’s Statutory Instrument on Copyright here in Ireland do to the internet what they’re threatening then I’d probably be damn glad to have the chance to tell 150 strangers that I just had a cup of tea that was a little too milky or to have Spotify reveal that I’m indulging in my secret passion of listening to 80’s Eurovision hits.
You’re wondering what my point is here, aren’t you?
Well I guess there are three:
1. The right to share and express ourselves online is a damn important one – don’t let anyone fuck with it.
2. When allowed that right some people with very little worth saying will say a whole lot. Screw ‘em, don’t get your knickers in a twist over it.
3. It’s MY right to share so I’ll choose what to share thanks very much, not you. You may make suggestions, and I may tell you to bugger off or to go for it, but at least do me the courtesy of asking me first. Got that? Great.
Now, if you'll excuse me I believe my Twitter followers are wondering how many Weetabix I had for breakfast this morning.