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	<title>Comments on: Sharing</title>
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		<title>By: Bryan McLellan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bryan McLellan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 09:14:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Writing online is a lot of things for me. At a certain point I realized I was not alone in the ways that I felt, but that many of us felt we were and thus didn&#039;t share because we didn&#039;t want to be odd. I believe the things I think and feels others do as well. Every once in a while someone approaches me and lets me know they really appreciate reading my journal, and wish they could be as open as I am.

Regarding the availability of information, I&#039;ve thought a couple of times about privacy being more about what people are allowed to do with information than having access to it. Also, there is so very much of it. It would be quite impressive if someone could find the time to read my tens of thousands of words in my journal, sort through thousands of flickr photos, dig through IRC logs and mailing list posts. Then, after all that, reconcile what? What falsehoods could they develop that they couldn&#039;t have made up or twisted in the first place? Feels like fear to be overcome.

Maybe I&#039;m just a dork and like Firefly quotes; can&#039;t stop the signal.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Writing online is a lot of things for me. At a certain point I realized I was not alone in the ways that I felt, but that many of us felt we were and thus didn&#8217;t share because we didn&#8217;t want to be odd. I believe the things I think and feels others do as well. Every once in a while someone approaches me and lets me know they really appreciate reading my journal, and wish they could be as open as I am.</p>
<p>Regarding the availability of information, I&#8217;ve thought a couple of times about privacy being more about what people are allowed to do with information than having access to it. Also, there is so very much of it. It would be quite impressive if someone could find the time to read my tens of thousands of words in my journal, sort through thousands of flickr photos, dig through IRC logs and mailing list posts. Then, after all that, reconcile what? What falsehoods could they develop that they couldn&#8217;t have made up or twisted in the first place? Feels like fear to be overcome.</p>
<p>Maybe I&#8217;m just a dork and like Firefly quotes; can&#8217;t stop the signal.</p>
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		<title>By: Ginger</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ginger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 00:42:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I struggle with this one too.  I saw that one of the big flickr chicks pulled her entire stream (Clem&#039;s wife) and that made me ask the same questions.  I can&#039;t get rid of my flickr acct, though, as it documents how Gary and I met.  But I sure to understand wanting to hide.  Especially when I&#039;m feeling small and dark and alone.  I just want to &quot;cocoon&quot; and crawl into my cave, and having my life online isn&#039;t compatible with that.

As for sharing, I am so glad that you do.  I love seeing how your mind works.  You inspire me, you really do.  And I don&#039;t think you have too much stuff out there.  You&#039;re open, but no too open, if that makes sense.  You keep a lot hidden as well.  I think you do it in a healthy way.

Your stepmother felt that your boundaries were her personal challenge to violate.  People like that expect that everyone else is the same way...so she had to keep herself hidden.  She thought the whole world was just like her...evil and sneaky and manipulative.

I share myself for several reasons.  
Although I don&#039;t want to admit it, I want feedback.  I want to know that I&#039;m not alone, that someone cares, and someone will think what I say is cool.  I also want to create and express.  I feel that my ideas are valid and worthy of being put out there.  And then there&#039;s the thing about how my sharing will help others.  Can you imagine where your life would be if information were not shared on the net?  I would never have known my ex was the pig he is.  I wouldn&#039;t have known how to recover from abuse.  I wouldn&#039;t have learned about myself through 365 (by seeing others and by seeing what they share).  I have learned more about humanity in the last five years on the web than I ever did before that, all combined.  Without people sharing, I never would have met Gary, I wouldn&#039;t be writing this message to you and connecting to you.

I think sharing is vital.  I think it helps to shine light in the dark corners of humanity.  Light is good.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I struggle with this one too.  I saw that one of the big flickr chicks pulled her entire stream (Clem&#8217;s wife) and that made me ask the same questions.  I can&#8217;t get rid of my flickr acct, though, as it documents how Gary and I met.  But I sure to understand wanting to hide.  Especially when I&#8217;m feeling small and dark and alone.  I just want to &#8220;cocoon&#8221; and crawl into my cave, and having my life online isn&#8217;t compatible with that.</p>
<p>As for sharing, I am so glad that you do.  I love seeing how your mind works.  You inspire me, you really do.  And I don&#8217;t think you have too much stuff out there.  You&#8217;re open, but no too open, if that makes sense.  You keep a lot hidden as well.  I think you do it in a healthy way.</p>
<p>Your stepmother felt that your boundaries were her personal challenge to violate.  People like that expect that everyone else is the same way&#8230;so she had to keep herself hidden.  She thought the whole world was just like her&#8230;evil and sneaky and manipulative.</p>
<p>I share myself for several reasons.<br />
Although I don&#8217;t want to admit it, I want feedback.  I want to know that I&#8217;m not alone, that someone cares, and someone will think what I say is cool.  I also want to create and express.  I feel that my ideas are valid and worthy of being put out there.  And then there&#8217;s the thing about how my sharing will help others.  Can you imagine where your life would be if information were not shared on the net?  I would never have known my ex was the pig he is.  I wouldn&#8217;t have known how to recover from abuse.  I wouldn&#8217;t have learned about myself through 365 (by seeing others and by seeing what they share).  I have learned more about humanity in the last five years on the web than I ever did before that, all combined.  Without people sharing, I never would have met Gary, I wouldn&#8217;t be writing this message to you and connecting to you.</p>
<p>I think sharing is vital.  I think it helps to shine light in the dark corners of humanity.  Light is good.</p>
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