Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Evening
Evening
Wed Nov 15 13:28:12 2006
Shyness and Electronic Friends

One of the things I've always found frustrating with social networking cites is that they end, emergently, to create social pressure towards a very trivial, easy notion of the word "friend" that is irritatingly trivial to me. For sites where being someone's "friend" is more functional, like LiveJournal, this doesn't bother me so much, as everyone (presumably) understands that friends there are largely equivalent to subscribing to someone's feed - it's saying "I find what you have to say interesting" or "I'll let you read some things I write that most people can't" and often nothing more. There are some people whose stuff I don't want to read, and I still might consider them a friend, and vice versa. Sites without that disambiguator leave what friendship means on that service up to individuals and still-more-emergent logic, leading to murkiness and potential for misunderstanding. I tend to go on the very conservative side of reaching out to people on such sites, marking them as friends, given that I don't really know what they think about me, and my definitions might differ greatly from theirs. I tend to accept incoming requests when I see them as a potential-friend.

To reiterate my framework of friendships:

I recently have been thinking a lot about order and chaos, or perhaps legalism versus spiritism, or logic versus intuition/emotion. Each difference is part of the greater division -- how we order our understanding of the world, both in the present and in the ideal. I might stereotype, saying that some people care more about being consistent than in being accurate, and some vice versa. When I was younger, I was a creature of logic - I placed great stock in the idea that being able to better argue things made them more likely to be true (or made them true). Although I abandoned absolutism early, my relativism was initially quite shallow, and my values were not very .. humane or sentimental. I've become a kind of chaos-from-order person over the many changes I've undergone over the last 14 years. I notice this makes me distinct from people who are order-centric (by epistemology or by other parts of their Weltanschauung), or those who are chaos-centric in that my past, far from being baggage, adds a lot of content to who I am today - I reflexively use logic I don't trust to prepare incoming ideas for examination (possibly deconstruction). This complication makes it hard for me to relate to people.

A few interesting human motifs (or caricatures) to meditate on these distinctions:

A few other possibly interesting things: