This past weekend, I went to my high school reunion.
I didn't really know what to expect going in. I had kept in
touch with many former classmates and friends over the years, but
many had drifted off the radar in the quarter century since we
graduated.
However, in the days leading up to the festivities, I found
myself blaming social media, and particularly Facebook, for
ruining some of the "mystery". Before even
getting to the reunion, I already knew what many of my classmates
looked like in 2011, where they lived, who they married, if they
had kids, what their high scores were in Farmville, and what they
happen to be eating "right now". My
anticipation for the reunion was surely tempered by a bit of
disdain for the Harvard kid whose invention would deprive me of the
kind of good surprises that no longer occur in everyday life.
