Instagram doesn’t serve as blunt a business function as Twitter. You don’t share stories on Instagram. You don’t retweet. The only thing you’re promoting is yourself. Or to be precise, a positive idea of yourself. On Instagram, people photograph their best moments, the things they think their friends and followers would find interesting or enviable. Here is me looking good. Here are my cool friends. Here’s a beautiful sunset or a delicious meal. Here are thousands of perfectly lit and photographed puppies and kittens that never seem to age. Everything is so perfect, and just so. The result is a stream that plays like an endless honeymoon: perfect food, perfect cities, perfect lives. Everyone’s always smiling and living the best possible moment. It’s fantastic, but nothing like real life.
The first iPhone was missing a slew of features. The G1? Same thing. Windows Phone? They had a start menu, literally. The first foray tends to be missing numerous features compared to other things in the market. Is it the fault of Amazon or the fault of the market? Amazon. They wanted a lot for this phone and didn’t focus their energy into any specific segment.
Phone. Wide-screen iPod. Internet communicator. Focus. Ring a bell?