August 10, 2011

Shaming and the Riots

I get it: People are scared. People want vengeance. But these websites asking people to "Identify the Looter!" make me incredibly uncomfortable. I'm trying to flesh out the reasons for my discomfort, and among other things, found myself referencing Daniel Solove's The Future of Reputation:
"In medieval towns and villages, long before the dawn of police, justice would be carried out by posses. Victims would raise the hue and cry, and posses would hunt down the suspected offender and carry out punishment on the spot... We've come a long way from those days. But Internet shaming resurrects dimensions of the posse."
Solove goes on to discuss one fundamental problem of websites like these -- there is a total lack of due process.
"It is tempting to shame, especially when we are convinced that we have seen something blameworthy. But what if we're wrong? What if we don't know the whole story? We have developed procedures in the law to protect against such errors.No such procedures exist in the world of shaming."
It is exactly that: we don't know who these people are. We don't know where they are, or why they're there. It's possible that some of them are just spectators. But by posting their pictures online, they're being instantly labelled as something that they may not be, and that misinformation can spread both quickly and irreparably.

August 7, 2011

The Namesake

One of my favorite passages from The Namesake. It's a little bittersweet -- does the phrasing "he believes he has known" foreshadow the fact that he doesn't know her? -- but I think it captures those moments, when you first begin to seriously start dating, and get to know one another's little peccadilloes.
"Within three months they have clothes and toothbrushes at each other's apartments. He sees her for entire weekends without make-up, sees her with grey shadows under her eyes as she types papers at her desk... He sees the hair that grows on her legs between waxings, the black roots that emerge between appointments at the salon, and in these moments, these glimpses, he believes he has known no greater intimacy."