Death and Social Media

Since I grew up YEARS before interactive social media was invented...some things just didn't occur to me...but the world we live in now, where social media is SUCH an important aspect of our lives, (how did we ever live without it...oh yeah...we ACTUALLY had conversations with people face to face or over the telephone..and then we all got together once in awhile to view "family slides" projected onto a screen or a wall to see vacation pictures), everything is changing...even death.

It would NEVER have occurred to me that what happens to a social media page after one dies would matter--I assumed a family member petitioned the social media site to have it taken down (of course anyone could have left their password information on their computer for a loved one to find who could have then done what they wished with the page...but that of course would be a violation of the site's users policy...someone actually READ the user policy and is now going to abide by it??).

But it now appears that this issue will be increasingly important (though not to me...sorry folks I don't see my "tweets," FB posts. or these blogs as a part of any legacy I wanted to leave...I have no delusions...these are just a more simplistic way for more people to have access--I don't assume that more people DESIRE it..I'm merely adding to the overflow). To that end, the link below will take you to an article that announces that Facebook is about to make a major announcement about what COULD happen to your social media sites upon your death:

Who Manages Your Facebook When You Die?

Me?  "Frankly Scarlet, I don't...."  To me there is something that seems a little morbid, or morose about an interactive social media page that cannot possibly be "interactive."  Since my citizenship is not here (on earth), and I am just a sojourner passing through, the life I have lived here won't seem nearly as important as we think it is.

It would seem odd for me, who has lived the vast majority of my life, for another place to care deeply about what this place thought after I died.  I have nearly always felt like an outsider (in one sense or another) here--C.S. Lewis though that meant that we were meant for someplace else--if he was right, I don't much care what happens on Facebook when I get to the Aslan's world!

I believe...help my unbelief.