This week, Boston gave up on the charade it calls Winter ’06-’07. But I do not feel betrayed, even if our collective conscious demands boots and wool accessories : I swear I saw the winter fashion out yesterday, though the thermometer read balmy! : even if our inner curmudgeons, all clam-chowder and dirty New England looks, still hallucinate slush and muck.
Today, I ran. (It was a pleasant run. Thanks for asking!) At the end of the run, I walked through the alley between my apartment and another. The walking was to let my legs recover, but it allowed me to take in the spread of graffiti-covered brick on the side of my building. The wall presents nothing major, nothing that impressive, but I noticed that the graffiti starts slowly. As you walk into the alley, leaving the busy street, you notice a few tags on the wall. But it isn’t until you come to a small crevice, produced by a wall of brick that juts out from the building, that you find the painted words piled on top of each other.
The jutting break, which only peaks a foot or so from the building, isn’t enough to hide the graffiti artist from a passerby, but it is enough to provide a cover and to obscure the vision of a curious pedestrian or commuter.
I thought about that during my walk. I don’t know who the graffiti artists’ audiences are. I don’t know how they matter either. Does what the wall holds before s/he gets there effect the art? If they’re hiding out behind crevices, what kind of pressure of passing gazes do they feel? Are their hands shakey?
Or is it that a tag is a tag is a tag […] objectively, almost, if I could use that word.
And here, I am, thinking about writing on the wall. Wishing that writing in a blog was a little easier. I don’t know for whom I’m writing and how they matter. If I wrote for myself, this blog would make a little less sense. So there is someone, are some bodies out there, and I’m addressing you.
This is important to me because I have been thinking about my dissertation. Well, I haven’t really been thinking about “my dissertation,” but the questions and research sites that might help me produce it.
I’ve been thinking about lurkers and all the problems they caused social scientists when they made their way to the Web. A good portion of early sociological Web research was devoted to proving that the Web was a valid field site. One strategy to accomplish that was to claim that Web communities were real communities. Lurkers posed a problem because they frolicked at the virtual border of those communities, making the definition of a member of it considerably more ambiguous than a researcher might like.
Now, though, few talk about lurkers. This is partially because online communities are so 1990. They remain, of course, but social networking has largely replaced them. I’m not sure if lurkers have a significant role in how researchers conceptualize participation at FaceBook or MySpace, but what I think is more interesting is that in other Web 2.0 sites – blogs, especially – the lurker (1) transforms into a reader or audience member and (2) becomes a critical participant in how this Web activity is defined. Whereas lurkers were annoying, but accepted, participants in web communities and usenet groups, the number of readers … or the size of one’s audience (which is different from the number of links one has received or the number of comments one’s blog entries generate) is now one of the most important ways that we filter Web content. “Most popular” videos or images are typically those viewed or downloaded the most often. Readership is one measure of the authority of a blog.
The online audience might constitute a new, panoptic architecture. But, despite the title of this blog, I’m not ready for that. Right now, I just wonder who this audience is. It is not homogonous nor are its members united in their intentions. We have professors and parents and peers and digital friends and people who see us around campus and anonymous Web users and marketers Googling us. And many of us know that. So, I wonder […] how they are reading and why? And, more importantly, what does their reading do? And I wonder […] what do the content-generators, the FaceBookers, and MySpacers, and YouTubers, and bloggers do given their presence?
Hmm. Just hmm.
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