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Thursday,
November 8, 2001
People
put their lives online
Some
personal Web pages are just collections of oddities
Clare
McIntyre is a columnist for the McGill Tribune at McGill University.
Anyone
who has spent even a modest amount of time on the Internet
will agree that the somewhat bizarre genre of the personal
Web page has become a standard in self-expression and in communication
with the world.
Peoples
online pages cover the spectrum from the boring to the bizarre,
and their purposes are just as diverse. A Google search for
the term personal Web page turned up over 368,000
sites, beginning with the homepage of Sandy Cummins:
Christian Freelance Writer. But Sandy is just one among
many more and more people are putting themselves out
there by putting their lives online.
The biggest
question that anyone who reads these sites will be left asking
is why? What would motivate someone to put his
or her life online? High school courses in computers are increasingly
focusing on the Internet, and some Web pages seem to have
emerged from that basis. But not everyone took World of Computers
as their grade 11 elective there must be other reasons.
Maybe its vanity; maybe its a simple desire to
establish contact with other people or maybe its a message
they have for the World.
Peter
Pans homepage (www.pixyland.org/peterpan/index.html)
is a perfect example of the personal Web page as a vanity
Web page. Its the home on the web of Randy
Constan, who calls himself a Guitarist, Inventor, Engineer,
(and) Eternal Child, and is devoted to his life, personality
and interests.
The Eternal
Child indeed at 47 years old, Constan doesnt
just admire or have an interest in Peter Pan. He actually
thinks he is Peter Pan. The site comes complete with theme
music from the Disney movie, somewhat scandalous pictures
of Constan dressed in a wide array of costumes (many of them
pink and frilly), and a lengthy opening text in which the
author explores his own life philosophy.
The motivation
for Constans page is stated loud and clear, (this
page) is intended to reach out to other like-minded souls,
potential new friends and others who believe in diversity,
while having some fun.
Well,
thats innocuous enough. He goes on to admit that when
he began his Web site, he was looking for something else as
well. Thats right, you guessed it, Tinkerbell!
And then
theres Super Greg (www.supergreg.com).
Accompanied by little to no explanatory text and few welcoming
words, Super Greg, a disc jockey, announces himself to the
world photographically. His page consists of an array of pictures
of himself and what we can assume to be friends of his, and
includes a 30-second clip of a classic performance
by the man himself, entitled Da Number One.
Super
Greg is a little less clear on the motivation behind his Web
site, although he does announce his belief in the Super Greg
concept, and his page is just his way of sharing it with all
home boys and home chicks.
But it
seems that theres no end in sight to this journey, mainly
because theres no end to the number of sites. Who is
Tommy (www.dpf.com/boyslife.html)?
And why is he online dressed as a baby and lying in a crib,
when he appears to be at least 35 years old? To say
I love diapers is certainly true, he advises
visitors, but that tells you very little about the real
me who lives inside those diapers.
Pages
like these are a reminder that many of these sites have little
to do with the person behind them, and rather tend to be collections
of rants, raves, photographs and other oddities. Their sites
are provocative and sometimes disturbing in their views, which
implies a desire to generate attention and response, whether
positive or negative.
It appears
that peoples specific motivations for putting their
lives online are just as diverse as the pages and the people
themselves. For these people, the World Wide Web has provided
an outlet for their self-expression. They all have something
to say, and the Internet has given them a golden opportunity.
Of course, the crucial question remains: is anyone listening?
Clare
McIntyre is a columnist for the McGill Tribune at McGill University.
This column was distributed by U-Wire.
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