The Twenty Days of Turin: Facebook in 1977
Facebook’s gradual metamorphosis from social network to colossal digital archive, as evidenced by initiatives like On This Day and Memories, is mostly due to its age: years have passed since Facebook first appeared on 4 February 2004 in Harvard. It is inevitable, then, that its objectives have changed since it was first invented. Having initially created Facebook as an electronic version of the traditional school yearbook, Zuckerberg gave shape to the three conjoined actions that generally define social networks: the construction of a public or semi-public profile within a closed system, the articulation of a list of other users with whom a connection is made, and the possibility of seeing and moving through the list of connections created by other people signed up to the same system. Three conjoined actions that allow us to use a web-based service that is capable of radically repositioning the individual within the public space: from a ‘detail’ and a ‘small, interchangeable cog in the great mechanism of sociality’ to the ‘centre of one’s own network of relationships’.1
This repositioning, often held to be the fundamental cause of the shift from web 1.0 to web 2.0, is closely associated with Facebook. Its invention seems to have irrefutably determined a new beginning in humanity’s cultural history, marking the beginning of Silicon Valley’s season of psychopathology (a term coined by Éric Sadin with a distinctly apocalyptic emphasis), with Facebook deemed the main culprit for spreading that individualistic sentiment of egocentric omnipotence throughout the world.2 In reality, all Zuckerberg does is bring together, with cunning and foresight, those single dispersive intuitions which, over the course of the last four decades, have accompanied the dominance of gradual technological innovation. Rather than actually beginning the era of the social network, Facebook marks a point of no return, accelerating the process of splitting the unique biological I into many digital I’s and favouring the progressive development of our informational souls, fed to the point of indigestion on incalculable quantities of data. To understand my motivation for this statement we must make a leap backwards in time to 1977, the year in which eclectic author Giorgio De Maria published his novel The Twenty Days of Turin (Le venti giornate di Torino) to widespread indifference.
Only six years had passed since electronic engineer Roy Tomlinson sent his ‘QWERTYUIOP’ message from one computer to another using the Arpanet network, using the @ sign for the first time as a means of separating the user from the domain, which acts as a post box. An aside: a trick of fate means that we will always associate the first sequence of letters on a computer keyboard, from left to right, with the mother of the 270 billion emails that are written and sent each day (according to figures published by Esquire in 2018), multiplying the chaos of overabundance so dear to Goldsmith. At this time, De Maria, employed at Italian state broadcaster RAI and Fiat, as well as being a theatre critic, television screenwriter, accomplished pianist, dramaturg and much more, develops (albeit unwittingly) a description of what would become Facebook forty years later. In his story, set in an obsessively dark Turin, he imagines the existence of a Library, situated in the charitable institute of the St Cottolengo Little House of Divine Providence, in which every citizen can leave their own autobiographical narrative filled with personal anecdotes and subjective reflection on their everyday lives. At the same time, it is possible to read (upon payment) the thoughts left by other users. Created by young men supported (it says) by national and international organizations of considerable importance, the library is frequented by more than five hundred thousand people. De Maria writes, ‘It was presented as a good cause, created in the hope of encouraging people to be more open with one another.’3 The Library’s creators are not interested in literary fiction but authentic documents capable of reflecting ‘the real spirit of the people’ that ‘could rightly [be called] popular subjects’:4 summaries of intimate problems with constipation, admissions of wins on the pools, existential cogitations. For three hundred lire one can access texts by others, for six hundred one has the opportunity to learn the names and surnames of the authors, and for three thousand lire one’s own manuscript will be accepted. De Maria observes how entire families, each member unaware of the others, go to this Library to mind other people’s business, sifting through each room in search of skeletons in the cupboard. He also proves how the accumulation of personal texts facilitates the reconstruction of many historical events of the time. However, these autobiographical narratives do not necessarily conform to an objective truth:
A substantial number of citizens are reticent to write, limiting themselves to reading other people’s reflections and trying to establish some kind of communication with the unknown authors, once they have obtained their personal data from the Library. The reflections consigned to the Library often degenerate into madness or furious outbursts hidden behind an apparent normality. Each entry reveals personal characteristics that are antithetical to the way the individual appears in society, permeated with passive-aggressive behaviour, between ‘cries of fury and pain in relentless successions, fragments of sentences and pleas addressed to God-knows-who’.6 It is no coincidence that the Library’s average visitor is ‘a shy individual, ready to explore the limits of his own loneliness and to weigh others down with it’.7
In a novel written in 1977, De Maria did in fact imagine and tell a story about what we know today as Facebook, in which visiting this particular Library has disturbing and horrific effects. I will give myself to you, you will give yourself to me, with all of the narcissistic degeneration this entails: from the omnipresent fake news to primordial forms of shitstorms produced by anonymous haters, slaves to their own ‘inner troll’. Particularly striking is the description of the manuscripts that, ‘conceived in a spirit of pure malice’, make fun of the curve in an old woman’s spine, a woman without husband or children. A description that anticipates by forty-one years that of the ‘inner troll’ (a malevolent troublemaker that intervenes in virtual interactions in a provocative, offensive and thoughtless way) given by Jaron Lanier as one of the ten reasons why we should immediately delete all of our social media accounts.8 At the same time, today’s reader cannot help but be struck by the nexus between obsessively visiting the Library, the development of a reciprocal spying network, and the outbreak of a collective insomnia, which, as the events recounted in the novel degenerate, highlights aspects that are very familiar to all those using social networks today: ‘You couldn’t leave the house any more, take a tram, visit a public place, without sensing the leer of somebody who wanted you to believe he’d soaked up all your deepest secrets. If I’d left any of my confessions in that place, I’d probably have lost sleep too.’9
The incredible similarity between the Library and Facebook has led to the posthumous rediscovery of The Twenty Days of Turin. Shortly after De Maria’s death in 2009 due to severe mental health problems, Australian writer and critic Ramon Glazov discovered the novel by accident and was bowled over by it, deciding to translate it into English. In 2017 the book was published in the United States by W.W. Norton & Company to great critical and public acclaim. In the pages of the New York Times, Jeff VanderMeer, one of the main exponents of the modern New Weird genre praises De Maria’s sensational foresight. This was followed a few months later by a new Italian edition, published by Frassinelli Editore, aimed at promoting a book that had been unfairly ignored in Italy at the time.
Though De Maria’s intuition is surprising, The Twenty Days of Turin is a novel written within a social and cultural context in which the first, sporadic forms of telematic communication immediately reveal an irrepressible human desire: the creation of social networking processes that, by making the varyingly authentic biographies of single individuals public, allow for long-distance relationships in which physical presence is latent or intentionally not sought out. Almost simultaneously with The Twenty Days of Turin, the typically social pact (‘I will give myself to you’ and in exchange, ‘you will give yourself to me’) finds its digital habitat (albeit a limited one) in the BBS (Bulletin Board System), which dates back to 1978, thanks to the work of Ward Christensen and Randy Suess. As Tatiana Bazzichelli explains, the BBS were based
The BBSes, functioning both as mailing lists and online document archives, allowed the few users of the telematic network to send and, at the same time, receive both private messages through which they could maintain a relationship with a specific person, and public messages, which could be read by all those signed up to a particular collective discussion group. Once authenticated, the users interacted reciprocally, albeit asynchronously and with a speed directly proportional to the telematic systems in use at the time.11 Though they did not yet play the specific role attributed to the Library by De Maria, the BBSes demonstrate how the development of digital technology follows the need to use them for inter-subjective relationships based on shared passions and ideas. The increase in their use coincided with the publication in 1981 of the first mail protocol (SMTP), which also sees a gradual increase in the use of electronic mail.