Portal:Digital Identity

What is Digital Identity?

Digital media affords individuals with new ways of expressing, exploring, and asserting their identity. For natives, who are immersed and fluent in these technologies, while finding themselves in a key stage of identity development, these new identity-forming activities present exciting possibilities. However, it is important to take a hard look at these activities, and how they are changing the ways people express and understand both themselves and others within the larger social context. There exist important issues for discussion in looking at how Digital Natives make use of emerging digital media tools available to them as they form identities both on and off line.

Narratives “OMG,” Elizabeth thumbs into her cell phone’s miniature keyboard. “He’s soooo cute.” Send. Perched in a windowsill high above the city, Elizabeth coos over her new nephew. “What a peanut!” Elizabeth’s sister smiles from the hospital bed. Andy’s not even a day old, still wrapped tightly in the ward’s white-and-blue swaddling blanket, his tiny facing peeking out from his mother’s arms. Elizabeth points the cell at Andy and peers through the viewfinder. The baby screws up his already crinkled face. She clicks a photo with the built-in camera, which makes the sound of an old-fashioned camera shutter, for no good reason. Send. “Must already be the most photographed baby of all time,” her sister laughs. “You should have seen mom. You’d think she’s never seen a baby before. Her poor friends. They’ve probably all exceeded the quota on their AOL inboxes from all her endless e-mails. She’s never learned how to avoid sending pictures as enormo attachments.” Elizabeth takes Andy’s tiny hand. She runs her finger over the plastic bracelet he wears. “Cohen, Baby Boy,” it reads, along with a bunch of other data that a nurse entered into a computer kiosk somewhere. Time of birth, mom’s name, a unique identifier, and so forth. “Hey, what about my friends? I’ve been texting them every three minutes since he was born.” “At least they’re used to it. There’s no doubt they know to ignore half your messages. Just so they can get something done all day.” “Not when there’s a picture of your adorable Andy attached,” Elizabeth pouts, fiddling with the cell phone. “Actually, I put the pictures all up on Flickr. My friends who really want to know what I’m up to subscribe to my Flickr feed, so they get a ping every time I upload a new picture. So I guess their RSS readers look kinda like the inboxes of mom’s friends. But that’s their problem.” “Andy’s dad is keeping a copy of every e-mail a friend sends in to say congrats in a special folder on our computer at home,” her sister says. “He figures that’ll be a twenty-first century baby book. We haven’t gotten a single hand-written note of welcome to little Andy.” Without warning, Elizabeth flips out her phone again and trains the lens on her weary new mother of a sister. Click. “Hah! Gotcha. Mom’ll love it.” Send.