In Being and Nothingness, Sartre demonstrates
how the look is objectifying, for it reduces my conscience, that lives
for-itself by finding its own essence and meaning, into an object that lives
in-itself, totally controllable by other. “Suddenly an object has appeared which has
stolen the world from me” Sartre wrote.
Indeed, when one encounters another conscience that also lives for
it-self, one loose one’s illusion of being the centre of the Universe.
Futhermore,
as the other is looking at me, s/he is breaking the intimacy I’m sharing with
myself. S/he judges me, according to laws, rules, morality or expectations that
I’m fulfilling or not. The look of other makes me becoming aware of myself,
feeling ashamed or proud because I see myself in their eyes.
As I read
this text, I couldn’t stop thinking about how those two ideas – the look that
objectifies me and makes me aware of myself – apply to the social medias we are
using everyday : Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat or Tumblr, apps that
allows us to communicate and stay in touch with our friends and acquaintances
at all time. Really, what would have Sartre thought about social networks and
how his philosophical views on the Look can teach us a few things about
Facebook?
HELL IS OTHER PEOPLE
In No Exit, we are to read one of Sartre’s
most famous claim “Hell is other people”.
What he means by that is not that every
social relationship is doomed to be a disaster, but that it is not the presence
of the other that is troubling, only the image that they give one to see of
oneself. The other is studying me with the assistance of another conscience,
another experience, another perception than my own. Therefore, the other will come
to another conclusion about me and I might not find myself in the description
s/he will do then.
For
example, in No Exit, the relation
between Garcin and Estelle makes Estelle suffer. But it is not because of the
mere existence of Garcin that she suffers, but how he refuses to acknowledge
her beauty, thus giving a description of her that does not match the one she
believes to be true.
With social
networks, others are always here. They are invading our bedrooms and kitchen at
any hour of the days and nights. We do not experience such a thing as “alone
time” anymore, thanks to smartphone. Even when we are lying in bed or taking a
shower, the others are there, on the nightstand or perched on the sink. Our phone
is always vribrating because of texts, facebook messages, new tweet, comments
or Instagram updates.
In a way,
we are like Truman in The Truman Show:
we are always watched and, hence, judged by the others. There is no rest from
it. Of course, the main difference between Truman and ourselves, is that we are
aware of the situation. We are not deceived. But that does not mean judgment
become easier to bear.
Have you
ever realised how many people exchange pictures of their meals or children on
Snapchat and Instagram? They are documenting aspects of their life that others
rarely got to see before and put them on display for the likes of the others–
actual, materialised likes actually, almost common to any social medias. If I
post a video on Youtube where I tell about my holidays, people might up or down
vote me, based on the content but also the way I speak or dress. Some might
leave mean comments, writing I am not interesting or a poor storyteller.
Nothing
escape the other’s look and opinion nowadays and when we reflect upon
ourselves, we can’t unknow those judgments about how we eat, drink, dress and
spend our time. I will never forget that some believe I am not good at telling
stories: I can’t un-be this self, regardless of how inaccurate I might think it
is.
ONE IS NOT WHAT ONE IS
Social
medias always advertise how they allow you to share “your true self” with your
friends and family. Obviously, they are wrong, for using those networks is
assuming yet another part. We were students, siblings, children, lovers, and
friends and now we get to “be” the internet users. We use social medias to put
on a show, displaying jokes, pictures, videos, quotes and songs we carefully
picked to construct a precise and controlled image of ourselves. Perhaps one
believes this image one produces to be the authentic one. Estelle would surely
post selfies all the time to display her gorgeous self.
It is
possible too that one would rather embellishes the reality: are you funnier
online, or cynical? Do you only share the good music you listen to, praying
that nobody will ever discover how much you like the Backstreet Boys? Are you
spending hours touching up your profile picture? That’s it. You are once again
experimenting bad faith: you are, in a way, what you are online – surely you do
appreciate the inspirational quotes you are constantly posting on Twitter or
the hipsterish pictures you reblog on Tumbr. But you are also what you are not online
(The Backstreet boys lover) and finally you are not what you are online – you don’t
always have snarky comebacks, you don’t declaim poems or flirt with everyone in
real life.
Have you
ever seen your best friend freaking out because you post that ugly selfie of
him? Has anyone ever begged you to suppress that kind of photo before anyone
can sees it? They are ashamed of it because it means letting others see this
side of them, a side they carefully online. The issue is the minute the others
will see the picture, they can never un-be their ugly self, as I can never
un-be my poor storyteller self. Those posts, as our actions in real life,
define ourselves: for others, we become the one that is able to be bad looking,
the one that loves Backstreet Boys or the one you can’t ask stories from.
| He, for example, can't never un-be the Panda that hates babies |
It is a
scary perspective. I’m defined by every single post I write, every single
picture I am into and every piece of content I share. Plus, as I said earlier,
others are now everywhere with us. The boundaries are becoming thinner and thinner.
With time, there is little, almost nothing to hide away. Perhaps, in the longer
run, one would be what one is online, and only that, because we will be unable
to deceiving others or ourselves anymore.
Obviously,
Sartre would have found internet and social medias fascinating and he would
have run an existentialist tumblr with obscure references and inside jokes and
an Instagram filled of black berets, Deux Magots’s expensive coffees,
Saint-Germain at night and portraits of his ever-so-famous friends. I guess he would have also tried to find a way
to live an authentic life online too, something most of us still struggle to
do. What do you think he would have advice? Do you think it is possible to live
an authentic life online? Can we escape the bad faith that is so inherent of
social medias?









