Apparently, these were my “best nine” photos on Instagram in 2017. And by best, the gang at 2017bestnine.com simply mean the ones with the most likes. I don’t think these are the best photos I’ve taken all year – not that I’ve ever prided myself on being a great picture-taker. But I get lucky once in a while.
The more I use it the less I understand social media. I mean, I get the technological premise and even the naive goal. I suppose what I’m really saying is that I don’t understand people and their motivations.
Strategically placed products, brand ambassadors, curation-machines… I need to get off this ride. I don’t care about any of it.
And since Instagram decided that it knows best what I want to see algorithmically – I see the same people, and even the same photos reshared all the time. I’m not necessarily seeing pictures from people I actually care about. I don’t see photos from everyone I follow. This is not what I want.
Get off my lawn.
Perhaps I’ll always favor blogs. Passive as they are, whether I get to see them or not is directly controlled by me. I dunno, maybe I’m holding on to the past too tightly.
Why don’t you tell me (and whoever else is reading this) about your “I’m not going to try to sell you anything, I just share my life” blog in a comment below? Or maybe share your “I’m not a brand ambassador” Instagram account?