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[wishfulaces]

I AM BACK ONLINE. At home, that is. After five hours of recovery CDs, downloading updates, and re-installing software. Brand shiny new hard drive, old casing and operating system. All my bookmarks are gone. It's surprisingly refreshing to be starting out new. I probably won't feel that way next week when attempting to hunt something down that I *

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[pontisbright]

Ooh, that is intriguing, def - and personal space (physical/emotional/both at once) is one of those things that is just fascinating to me. Eg the existence of 'the teenager' in 50s/60s coinciding with the notion of having your own bedroom (ish, very very ish, and I'm skewing middle-class Western world here but then that seems to be where the origin is? I lack absolutes - because maybe the having your own bedroom came first?) as opposed to a 'we all sleep in The Bed, where else would we go?' of, well, many many families much later than we think, I'd guess. (I am riding roughshod over geographical/temporal/socio-cultural boundaries here cos omg this could be quite a long comment. But, yknow, handwavery handwavey.)

And then there's stuff like the notion of a diary (I mean a personal, quite bitchy journal) still being something that your husband might read and indeed write comments on and read out loud to other people - so 'private' has always been confused. (I'm thinking of a specific early/mid C20th eg, but I know there are lots: same with letters.)

I suppose I can get my head around it when it's far away and I can sort of pretend a pre-humanist angle, but I do find it weird. Then again, I find it weird that I used to share a bedroom and a house with multiple people, and now I've become so accustomed to not doing that that I find people being in my space (or me being in theirs) really a bit terrifying. And then there's LJ and web 2.0 and it becoming less scary and more practical to have a 'real you' online presence.

None of that actually fits together, sorry. Do spout more though! And share links to other spoutings!