I
hate Twitter. The majority of us aren’t eloquent enough to articulate our
thoughts in 140 characters or less, so what we’re left with is an echo chamber
of the most racist, sexist, and incoherently spewed vitriol streaming
constantly 24 hours a day. Its anonymity gives users the freedom to spout their
worst, knee-jerk responses and its public platform encourages the hive mind to viciously
pile onto unsuspecting people.
The
recent Gamergate controversy represented everything terrible about Twitter and
social media. It was a series of misogynistic and violently worded threats
directed toward a few women in the video game industry thinly veiled as a fight
for “journalistic integrity.” For months, three women in particular (game
programmers Zoe Quinn and Brianna Wu and feminist critic Anita Sarkeesian)
faced a constant barrage of disparaging tweets insulting their gender, thousands
of rape and death threats, and the exposure of their private information (all
were forced to leave their homes for a period of time in order to protect their
safety). So, yeah, I hate Twitter.
Recently,
Jon Ronson wrote a book examining this modern resurgence of public shaming,
appropriately titled, So You’ve Been Publicly Shamed. Gamergate is an
extreme (but telling) example of “social media justice,” but these sorts of
controversies seem to happen every week. A company sends out a poorly-worded Facebook
post or someone’s Instagram photo of their racist Halloween costume goes viral
and everyone who sees it gets to, in a manner of speaking, have their turn
cracking the whip at a virtual public flogging. But what do we really get out
of shaming someone?
In
his book, Ronson interviews those who have been the on the receiving end of the
internet’s fury and it’s clear that the online mob can destroy lives. Ronson
describes it this way, “I think our natural disposition as humans is to plod
along until we get old and stop. But with social media, we’ve created a stage
for constant artificial high drama. Every day a new person emerges as a
magnificent hero or a sickening villain. It’s all very sweeping, and not the
way we actually are as people.” All of Ronson’s subjects have lost their jobs
whether or not their online malfeasance actually warranted being let go. These
days, the court of Twitter plays judge, jury, and executioner. Users can create
a cacophony of outrage so pervasive that companies feel like they have no other
course of action but to fire those being targeted.
Ronson
also attempts to pinpoint what it is about shame that is so powerful –
examining the lengths people will go to avoid public shame and the physical and
emotional toll a public shaming has on a person long after their infamy has
faded. But as we know, the internet never forgets. And, in one of the most
interesting parts of his book, Ronson spends time with Michael Fertik, a man
who has made a business of wiping away people’s online shame through of system
of spamming Google’s search algorithms with mundane, safe posts associated with
the shamee’s name.
Ronson’s
book is a timely investigation into this phenomenon of modern technology and, as
a person who spends a lot of time on the internet, taps into something I’ve had
to consider before. What are we gaining as a society from tearing people apart?
Ronson’s book doesn’t have any hard conclusions, but it’s definitely worth
reading to get a sense of how former internet shamees have managed to pick up
the pieces of their shattered lives. You start to get a sense that people
believe shaming works for the greater good, but to me, they’re just cogs in a headless blunder operating under the
illusion of a master plan.
~Meredith T.
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