I stumbled upon an interesting TIME article this morning about Facebook vs. breastfeeders. I sent a quick tweet out onto Twitter, and I’m afraid I could have possibly been misunderstood. My quick 140 character message of “Why put your breastfeeding pics on FB anyway?” could, upon first glance, be interpreted in two ways:
That I support Facebook’s ban on the pictures
That I don’t support breastfeeding
Actually, neither assumption is right. And I’m going to direct those people who responded to my tweet to this post, as I can lay out my argument much better in this format than in 140 characters.
While I understand the blanket rule that leads to the deletion of pictures by Facebook, I think it’s a shame that pictures of a woman feeding her child are lumped in with risqué pictures that are the result of too much alcohol or too little modesty. I also wholly support breastfeeding and plan to practice it when I have a child. My argument stems not from the issue of breastfeeding itself or from Facebook’s categorization of pictures, but from my view of Facebook as a social entity.
I am an early adopter of Facebook, having started it when it was only open to college students with an .edu email address. Students posted any and all pictures without discretion; they left questionable messages as wall posts, and “poking” someone was a form of sexual flirting. Since then, Facebook has grown to include everyone from my father to a friend’s 6-year-old little boy. The site has become quite a player in the social media scene, as I’ve explored before. But it’s this early use of Facebook that I can’t reconcile when it comes to posting breastfeeding pictures. I have plenty of friends who post pictures of their children or their pregnancies because they want to share their lives through these portals. It’s just not for me. I don’t want to include pictures of my innocent, precious child on a website that includes “30 Reasons a Girl Should Call It A Night” or “I F*cking Like Drinking”. Yes, I post pictures of my family, but the truly personal ones, as I’m sure most breastfeeding pictures would be, are not posted on this social networking site built around drunken nights and foolish decisions. There are plenty of other photo sharing sites that can store your photos for family and friends to see—Shutterfly, Flickr and Webshots.
I’m also not judging people who post their most personal pictures on Facebook. Just as I choose to not share certain parts of my life, others are choosing to put it all out there. That’s a personal decision, and not mine to judge. As I write this, I’m beginning to understand that I’m not really arguing for or against any one argument. I just wanted to clear the air and make sure not to offend people. I don’t mind ruffling a few feathers when my opinion is clear, but I’d hate for someone to be miffed over an opinion that doesn’t exist.
Maybe I’m just not ready to give up all of my privacy to the increasingly digital world into which we are evolving. As much as I use Facebook to keep up with friends spread over the miles, there are still moments that I would like to keep personal.