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Short history of micro-blogging

Facebook got rid of the "is" from their status update today, aligning itself to it’s audiences demands and conforming to be more twitter-like. The facbeook ’status’ messages today are abuzz with news about the disappearance of "is." 

This fascination with our own lives and the desire to share it with strangers amuses me sometimes. Everyday I am reminded of the ‘celebrity’ I could morph into if I wanted to.
These social tools have helped us manifest our illusory popularity within our niche groups, subjecting those in our circles to continuous broadcasts about the trite and sometimes, intimate details of our lives. We call it micro-blogging.

Wikipedia defines micro-blogging as,

"Micro-blogging is a form of blogging that allows users to write brief text updates (usually less than 200 characters) and publish them, either to be viewed by anyone or by a restricted group which can be chosen by the user."

It bothers me that we think of it as a revolution when it simply is just an innovation, an iteration at the most. Lets revisit the IRC chat days. ICQ identified users with a unique number and allowed them change their handle and keep the screename dynamic. In the first month alone when I started using ICQ (1998/ 99 was it?) my screen-name changed every few hours depending on my colorful teenage moods and emotional beat.

MSN  Messenger too, allowed for the same and in addition to giving users the flexibility to keep dynamic screen-names, it also allowed them to customize their status messages which in my case, (and those of my friends) varied from laments about life, homework & college to song lyrics and my whereabouts. But the information was being broadcast to 80 some friends with whom I shared real, tangible, offline relationships.

AIM messenger gave users a static user name with the ability to customize messages, updates and even icons- little widgets and tools that allowed users to express themselves and share bits and pieces of their lives.

Cellphone ringers in India allowed me to choose my current favorite songs so when my friends called me, instead of hearing the phone ring, they would hear the ’song of the moment’ which in most cases was a direct reflection of my life.

 

I outline these instances because in each and every one - users like me and you have with precision been broadcasting our lives to our friends. And we’ve probably been doing this before the term blog was coined.
These options have simply enabled the frequency with which we now share these details — evolving into a more robust, almost pollutant iteration of what we grew up with.

This evolution of micro blogging offers users the ability to become active participants instead of being passive observers. So now, we aren’t only sharing, but also conversing and commenting via micro-tools with an intensity that wasn’t as palpable in the earlier versions. Also and perhaps the most intriguing facet of our current version is our ability and our open-ness to broadcast our life events to an extended and expansive social circle.

My opinion on micro-blogging fluctuates - I know we are fascinated with ourselves but my life (and the other 98% of people’s lives) are barely interesting. They are simple, ordinary lives and I don’t know how if that begets incessant broadcasts. That’s just my two cents. (All the same, I have been guilty of doing the same)

It bothers me sometimes. I see a lot of micro-blogging happening on facebook that is merely by professionals who instead of using facebook as a social utility tool which is what it is meant to be, use it to toot their professional horns. To me, this dilutes the essence of facebook and I almost wish I could take my friends and shift elsewhere. But who would follow me?! And where would I do?

I suppose, the next evolution…..

Discussion

6 comments for “Short history of micro-blogging”

  1. Just want to say I really respect your blog and your writing style, Jinal.

    I missed the news about the disappearnce of the “is” yesterday, but I did notice that as I was updating my status last night. For me, I think it’s become a mini-addiction. I’m on Twitter but haven’t gotten too into it. I guess I wonder, who cares about what I’m doing on there? (none of my friends use it). But Facebook is different I suppose.

    Tight thoughts, once again. Cheers!

    Posted by Courtney Kuehn | December 14, 2007, 2:10 pm
  2. i find micro blogging annoying; i was part of the twitter crazy at first but no one cares that now i’m eating lunch and watching tv; and moreover i don’t care that someone is now going to the library to go read.

    i think you’re forgetting what could be claimed as the first instance of micro-blogging: Away Messages on Aim/msn/gchat. in college if you want to know what someone is up to you look at their away msg it has their class schedule, plans for the day and where they are at any given moment

    Posted by Rahul | December 15, 2007, 8:51 pm
  3. Courtney - Thanks :)
    Rahul — Good point. I alluded to it but yes, I should spell it out better. My opinion is still very amorphous on twitter although it now annoys me that viral marketers see this as yet another channel to pollute the space.

    Posted by Jinal Shah | December 18, 2007, 10:12 am
  4. oi! stop putting commas in your delicious tags!

    Just came across your blog, had totally enjoyed reading it.

    to be honest, I was never too amused with this whole microblogging thing, until recently when I joined facebook, and every two days I get lured to change my “status” to some creatively entertaining phrase.

    oh, and O Re Paakhi is MUCH better than the rest of them!

    Posted by vat | December 27, 2007, 12:17 pm
  5. vat - hi! thanks! who are you - where do you live online?

    Posted by Jinal Shah | December 29, 2007, 1:02 am
  6. helloo

    live online?
    I haven’t bought a blog house yet, although I have been thinking of renting a tumblelog flat!
    but for now, I am known to haunt the likes of facebook, digg, delicious, etc. lol

    Posted by vat | January 2, 2008, 7:58 pm

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