The news world is all abuzz with the announcement that the folks at Oxford Dictionaries have decided that “selfie” is the Word of the Year for 2013. I guess it makes sense. I’m sure you’ve taken one. I’ve taken one. I even took one at the IU game over the weekend.
But it’s not like this is a new phenomenon. Shoot, I was taking selfies back in 1995. Of course, we didn’t call them selfies back then. And duckfaces definitely weren’t involved. Back before the days of the Internet, my ugly mug was in many a home thanks to my incessant self portraits. I sometimes wonder how many random strangers have pictures of me in their Philmont photo albums. And then I get a little creeped out. But that’s OK. The people with my face plastered all over their Philmont memories are probably a little creeped out, too.
I’d like to say that I’m a trend setter. Wouldn’t be the first time that I’ve set off a nationwide trend, after all. I’d like to say that the whole self portrait phenomenon is all because of me. Of course, we know that’s not the case. I was just a decade ahead of my time. Yeah. It’s a hard life being that forward-thinking.
But now self portraits are everywhere. And now that the word “selfie” has earned its rightful place in the American lexicon, I think it’s time we stop. Because nothing will ever compete with this astronaut’s selfie.
So let’s just quit while we’re ahead. Congratulations, Mr. Astronaut from Japan (you can see the flag on his left shoulder) with the reflection of Earth in your face plate. You win.