This must be digital week on The Daily Brew-HaHa. We had the recent post on violent media, and the followup on the ethics of that kind of media. And now, I’m here to rant about alternate reality.
I don’t know if you’ve heard of Second Life. It’s an online game where people create an entire persona, complete with apartment, job, social circle, lifestyle, and schedule. People buy things in real life with current real dollars for pixelated images of things for their Second Life apartment or person, including clothes, paintings, furniture, and all sorts of other code bits. People have jobs on Second Life, transact business through Second Life, meet people and marry them in Second Life (even if they’re already married in this here non-computer-generated world — they basically have online spouses).
Straight up: this scares the bejeezus out of me for a number of reasons.
Where Did Your Real-Life Go? If you’re living a “second life” online, what are you doing to maintain your friendships and connections in the real life? What about your job? There’s no stress in a life online unless you find a way to creatively work in stress — and then you have TWO LIVES worth of stress. And what if your real earthly life gets stressed out? Are you going to run into your alternative online life and disappear except to shit, shower, shave, and stuff yourself with junk food because you’ve no time to cook for yourself (after all, you can have a maid cook for you in Second Life)?
What Does This Second Life Do To Better The World? All I have to do is look at the proportioned ratio of people using Facebook to play games and do silly apps and pass around Hugs/Plants/Drinks/Throw Food/Etc compared to genuine status updates to see the trend. Look how much time is WASTED doing nothing but self-entertain. Is that what life has come to? Certainly seems that way. The ME-Generation hasn’t gone away… it’s still here, thriving, valuing self-centered entertainment above getting off one’s ass to make a difference in the small ways that humans can. Am I saying that people have no right to entertain themselves? No, of course I’m not. What I am saying is that if you’re spending more than an hour a day playing games that translate to nothing good in the real world, you need to reexamine your priorities. Unless, that is, you want to look back on your life and realize that 1/16th of your waking productive hours per year are spent doing jack shit. Oh, and just so you have the calculation, that’s 365 hours per year if you only spend an hour per day. How much good in the world could you do if those were volunteer hours? Imagine if everyone did that — what kind of world would we have? Yeah… staggering to think about, eh?
If You Can Outrun And Avoid Your Life, What Spurs You To Grow? Because really, if you can just escape, start over, be someone else, then how are you going to learn to love and be comfortable with yourself? How are you going to bring your talents into the real world to better THIS existence? I guess no one has to spiritually improve squat if you can just go away to Second Life and be whomever you want to be. Don’t like your job in this life? Go be a rock star in Second Life, have online sex and groupies, shoot drugs for free (or are they charging for Second Life Heroin yet?), and forget self-advancement in a way that will improve your standard of living for you and your kids and your spouse. Just put your spiritual life in park and go play… if the engine rusts out, that’s ok — you can always buy a car for your Non-You.
And What Does This Say About Respect For THIS Life? Someone risked death to birth YOU. Others gave of themselves to raise YOU and give YOU love, skills, experiences, guidance, and time as you were growing up. People risked trust to befriend you because they liked YOU. Children came into this world because YOU chose to have them. Your job depends on YOU. Your dreams depend on YOU. You have THIS moment, THIS air to breathe, THIS time to make a difference and to pay it forward and you’re choosing to say F-U to all of that so you can have The Perfect Life that isn’t even real ? Pardon me, but that’s disrespectful to what it took to get you here, what it took to raise you, what it takes from those who love you. Why all that focus on “what it takes/took”? Because when you’re locked into a computer-generated reality, you aren’t GIVING. That’s why.
I could rant on this for hours. A whole workshop about the dangers and waste of alternate reality. I’m sure there are positives out there, but in the end, it comes down to Which Is Your Real Life and Do You Spend Enough Time THERE?

I'm not going to go into great detail on this here because I need to sleep soon. But I'm going to get it off my chest before laying down for the night. Maybe I'm the only one ...
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Saturday, 22nd August 2009 at 8:06 AM