Are we really all that different?

So lately I have started watching a show where high level executives trade in their fancy ties and offices for entry level positions within their own company. In each episode there are of course, heart warming stories of struggling parents or people inflicted with illness who are helped by their new found relationship with the "boss". This is not the focus of my current blog. What I found the most interesting is something one of the "bosses" said recently. He stated that without the corporate desk between them the people of his company really opened up. He believed that without hiding his identity he would not have been able to work successfully along side of his entry level employees, because they would be uncomfortable with him around. I guess this is probably true, considering the power he wields. What I want to know is, why?

Why do we allow social status/ class to change our relationships with those around us? Aren't we all just people?

So the question was posed to me a few weeks ago, in reference to my first blog. "Who am I agonizing for?" Why the rethinking and editing of every phrase that I "utter" into the Blogosphere? Is it for my own ego? An impossible childhood standard? Why do I care so much? Who's approval am I seeking?
After mulling over this last question, I am still not quite sure. There are surely those more experienced and intelligent than I whose approval would be important, but who are those people? And would they ever, in some random twist of fate, ever come across my tiny little corner of this great big blog world? Am I secretly dreaming of the Mensa board glued to their computers waiting anxiously for my next post? Maybe a little. Hey, a girl can dream right?

But in all reality, this really got me thinking about what it is that we all put out there, in cyberspace. This persona, with pictures and quotes to tell the world who we really are, (or want to be). With all this effort that goes into maintaining all of our online profiles and social networking sites, I have to wonder, "How close are our online profiles to who we are in the physical world?".

Am I really blogging?

Creating a blog is like the first time you go to Las Vegas; limitless options, a loss of all concept of time or an outside world and yet a place where people can be or think anything and share it with the world.

I sit, completely entranced by the glow of possibility radiating from my laptop. Clicking and typing, agonizing over every detail. Clicking and typing until I look up and suddenly the spell has broken. Dusk is settling in and I realize how long I have been exploring this strange new world. As I come back to the "tangible" world I realize something else.
My husband is no more than twenty feet from me and the three dogs are sprawled out on various pieces of furniture, fast asleep. That makes four other living beings in the room and yet I have been completely immersed in another world for hours. This leads me to my first question for all of you.

With all of our texting, blogging and social networking sites, instant answers to just about any question you can imagine; one could quite possibly rule the world without ever leaving their computer.
Does our dependance on technology hinder our human connection?