SnapChat: The Misogynist App You Should Delete Along With Your Naiveté
It doesn’t matter where I am. I can be sitting in the middle of an English class and watch the girl in front of me throw up some duck lips and snap a picture with the caption “sooo booored lol.” I can be at the library and watch a bearded man stick his tongue out with the caption “studyin’ at the library yoo.” The award-winner is when I’m in mid-conversation with someone and they cock their head to the side and smile at their phone to show their more important friend that yes, their ego is bigger than their teeth.
Of course these are generalizations, and maybe some SnapChat users have better grammar than my examples, but the world of the SnapChat app has blown up in popularity, and recently, not for the best reasons. Although the app looks like fun (in a way I’d picture staring at a brick wall as fun), deleting this extremely sexist and pointless app and those drunken pictures of yourself twerking outside Burger King from your phone has become a must due to privacy hazards and blatant sexism.
I can recreate the SnapChat creators’ story into a cheap bromantic comedy: take two rich males attending Stanford University and pair them with a stereotypically sexist fraternity and let Vince Vaughn direct this masterpiece that documents their uncontrollable sexual urges, Cadillac Escalade problems, and wishes to have every sorority girl’s picture on campus saved to their iPhones.
The developers of SnapChat, Evan Spiegel and Bobby Murphy, who refer to themselves as “certified bros” first developed SnapChat to be a sexting app, allowing users, primarily “betches,”to use the app as a DIY “Girls Gone Wild” and personal “Playboy.” Although the intention was to make sexting easier and safer, turns out none of the user’s images are deleted–all images are stored, according to their terms of service, for whatever purposes may be. Not to mention that on Dec. 31 SnapChat accidentally revealed the names and phone numbers of over 4.6 million accounts due to a bug they later, as “certified bros” must do, apologized for. Whoops.
Aside from developing SnapChat, or Picaboo as it was first cleverly named, to ”show off your sexy new hairstyle,” or to pervertedly send a picture “of that cutie down by the beach,” these adorable Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson caricatures furthered the potential success of their misogynist app by funding it with venture cap money, and a lot of it. And while this frat brother friendship seems as sweet as the ending to “The 40-Year-Old Virgin,” friendly drunken nights concluded when Reggie Brown, the third member of the lovable duo, was deleted like a mishappen side boob picture when Spiegel and Murphy dropped Brown from receiving any further monetary gains and continued to sell their product regardless.
Agreeing that Brown was too aggressive in claiming he helped direct the idea of SnapChat, the two Abercrombie and Fitch mannequin-like creators ditched him and allowed him to have no part in their phone messaging service app, although Brown was responsible for filing a patent on the idea.
Aside from the obvious safety concerns this app arises, the fact that the two misogynist fraternity brothers are referring to you as their “betch” is enough to drop this messaging service like a one-night stand; the potential harassment, privacy violations, and later regret that could occur after your pictures “accidentally” go viral by SnapChat is not something you want lingering over your shoulders. When your picture is on the internet, it doesn’t go away like a pulsating hangover will.