Reputation is dead; Long live reputation?

Everything we do, at home, at work, with friends, online, for all to see… what about my reputation?

With Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, Flickr, blogs, and all other websites shifting our world into total transparency, can we keep separating our identities? It’s becoming pointless even to try: they’re all merging into one eclectic image.

But here’s the good news: we shouldn’t want to.

When our reputation dies, we’ll start to accept whatever mishaps we stumbled upon in the past, and come to look upon them with compassion.

We can stop judging ourselves and others for whatever happened. We can wash off the guilt and shame, take our skeletons out of the closet, and celebrate us for who we are – not for what we think the world wants us to see.

And we can come to love ourselves and others more and more, because essentially, we’re all the same.

Perfection turning into authenticity; reputation management’s becoming ‘acceptance management’

If you can’t brush off, you can only accept. Your employer’s no longer going to lay you off because of that party pic where you’re seen lying on the floor, in your own vomit.

You see, he was lying next to you.

So you both rejoice and celebrate, you pin the picture on a wall in your workplace office, and you’ll have an even better working relationship.

You, and the rest, are all aware of each other’s perfect imperfection.

But how far are we willing to go? Can we really accept?

What about this video of a Baltimore cop harassing some kids, endlessly spreading around on Youtube?

Things of the past are only that, things of the past. Recognizing that opens the door to forgiveness, and to love, and to laughs.

Because a cop shouting ‘stop calling me dude!’ to a 14 year old kid really is quite funny.

(Thanks to Mike Arrington Reputation is dead: It’s time to overlook our indiscretions on TechCrunch)


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