When we lived in Durham NC, the Winn Dixie supermarket had a slogan on the awning: “Home of the Meat People.” Liz and I used to joke about this, imagining creatures assembled from beef cuts, groaning as they limped across the Winn Dixie parking lot.
I first heard the term “meat space” from Jason Borum, who had a friend so happy online that he didn’t like to interact with people off-line in “meat space,” which he claimed bored him. I have met people like this. They are in the coffee shop, blogging away on their wireless connections. You haven’t seen them for weeks or months, but they are more interested in their computer.
One reason I avoided Facebook, the online social network, is that I was afraid it would suck me out of meat space. But it had the opposite effect. As a result of Facebook, I see more people, and more frequently, in meat space. I’ve been hanging with local friends like Miles and Ed Polish, I’m going up to Portland to guest lecture in one of Maude’s classes, and will surely see Sarah and, if I can track him down, Jason Borum.
For me, there are two main reasons for this enhanced activity in meat space:
1> I hear what friends are doing and thinking, and I respond to that.
2> I'd like to have interesting things to share about myself on Facebook.
The second reason sounds a little silly, but I think it’s instructive. In a way it’s an extension of what happens in meat space: you have interesting friends doing interesting things, and you respond. You find it stimulating and inspiring. Your connections online stimulate your life off-line. Meat Space 2.0


