{"id":7,"date":"2016-02-03T12:19:54","date_gmt":"2016-02-03T19:19:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/hamaker\/?p=7"},"modified":"2016-02-18T06:48:48","modified_gmt":"2016-02-18T13:48:48","slug":"somebody-elses-computer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/hamaker\/2016\/02\/03\/somebody-elses-computer\/","title":{"rendered":"Somebody Else&#8217;s Computer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In class, while we were discussing collaborating in social media spaces, I saw one of those pastel-hued motivational phrases on a classmate&#8217;s laptop and it really resonated with me.<\/p>\n<p>Of course this was one of those moments where you misread something because you only see it in the periphery of your vision. I&#8217;d gotten the text right, but missed the content. It was Safari&#8217;s connection error screen:<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-9 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/hamaker\/files\/2016\/02\/Lion-NotConnectedToInternet-1.gif\" alt=\"Lion-NotConnectedToInternet\" width=\"545\" height=\"394\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I still think there&#8217;s something worth thinking about in that phrase, taken out of context as it was. Put into the context of collaboration through the internet, to me it was a welcome reminder that<\/p>\n<p>We talk so frequently about being plugged in (and consequently having to unplug) from the internet, technology, or what have you but it&#8217;s still figurative. Physically connecting to the internet &#8212; literally being plugged in &#8212; remains in the domain of cyberpunk. Just like the cloud is just somebody else&#8217;s computer, social media is just&#8230; somebody else.<\/p>\n<p>I mentioned previously that I contributed to <a href=\"http:\/\/outontheshelves.tumblr.com\/\">the tumblr<\/a> of the Out on the Shelves Library for a feature called <a href=\"http:\/\/outontheshelves.tumblr.com\/tagged\/webcomic-wednesdays\">#webcomic wednesdays<\/a>, and that feature resulted in a couple of creators donating copies of their books. Essentially, a fellow volunteer and I reviewed webcomics with queer content as a sort of reader&#8217;s advisory service and if we knew the author&#8217;s social media accounts, we tagged them as a sort of &#8220;hey, we like your stuff&#8221; courtesy.<\/p>\n<p>The first time one of them messaged us saying they were going to drop by and donate a print edition of their comic, we freaked out in fangirl confusion and joy. Or maybe that was just me. I did happen to be the volunteer librarian on duty the day it happened and made up a couple of library cards for the writer and illustrator of the comic, and even checked out a book to one of them (all summarized in <a href=\"http:\/\/outontheshelves.tumblr.com\/post\/104420967599\/bellhasabat-outontheshelves-last-week\">this tumblr exchange<\/a>). So of course I immediately posted afterwards on facebook that &#8220;today I learned the internet is real place and shook the hands of two people that live there.&#8221; Behind Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, and the comments section are real places and real people and if anything its them we&#8217;re connected to, not &#8220;the internet.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>A longtime friend whom I had originally met through MySpace immediately chided me that we had hung out on multiple occasions when he &#8220;comes from the internet,&#8221; too. Which in this framework is, I suppose, a reminder that people we&#8217;re connected to though our social media use are often (though I would think, not always) connected to us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In class, while we were discussing collaborating in social media spaces, I saw one of those pastel-hued motivational phrases on a classmate&#8217;s laptop and it really resonated with me. Of course this was one of those moments where you misread something because you only see it in the periphery of your vision. 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