I’ve been thinking about selfies, zombies and mobile phones recently. And I keep meaning to write about the connection of these three things.
The reason being is I keep seeing attacks on how stupid we are often are for taking selfies and acting like zombies with our phones. There are many articles out there that attack our zombie selfie type actions. Here is the most recent one I’ve seen.
Apparently as humans we are unable to use these wonderful bits of technology to improve our lives without people descending upon us with criticism.
My only regret is that we didn’t have such easy options to record things that matter to us at an earlier time.
My current Instagram timeline is covered with photos that matter to me. Many of them are selfies. They make me smile and remind me of who I and my family once were.
My Facebook account has updates that go back years. I now get regular reminders of updates from my past. Things that I have completely forgotten about. They make me laugh, cry and question my past. It reminds me how far I’ve progressed as a person.
My Twitter account goes back years too. One day I may see if I can make use of any of the updates.
My phone is full of videos, photos and notes that I refer to time and time again. It serves as a point of inspiration and as my 2nd brain.
Sure, I may look stupid when I’m taking a selfie or obsessed with doing something that you are totally unaware of. But really, I don’t care. I’m busy making memories for myself.
I may appear to be distracted, but really I’m enjoying the moment, paying closer attention to the details and taking videos or photos that will bring me joy.
I may appear disengaged. The truth is I may be disengaged in something, but totally engaged in something else. The phone has enabled me to manage my life more efficiently so I can get more things done.
I may pass time reading news, watching ‘TV’, keeping up to date with ‘social media’ or playing games. I’m ok with that. There’s nothing new there, it’s just a different medium. We all deserve time to switch off.
My Flickr account (that photo website that arrived way before Instagram) are full of photos that go back to when my eldest boys were such little things.
This baby here is now 10 years old. I get so much joy browsing these photos. It’s priceless, to me.
The things that make me feel sad is when I don’t actively do these things. There was a period for a couple of years where I didn’t actively take many photos of my kids. I have regrets about this.
And in not such a digital age, I feel great sadness that many of our family photos have been lost during the many house moves my parents had. I only have a handful of photos of me when I was younger. I know there were more, but they have been lost, probably forever.
In addition to creating joy and memories for myself, I honestly believe that my children will appreciate the things I’m creating today. I am making stuff for them. They may thank me one day.
It’s okay if you think we look stupid doing things with technology, whatever it may be. I just think it’s daft to spend the time and effort ridiculing it.
And for what it’s worth, I don’t own nor have ever used a selfie stick.