More and more I hear Canadians making mean and disparaging comments about those who disagree or have different points of view. I also hear racist remarks, which is terribly distressing. It's not who we are as a nation. Some of the things said after the shooting at the Mosque in Quebec made me feel like I was at a Trump rally. And I'm not ashamed, or afraid, to say I don't like it.
We have never been so connected. Our social media brings us together in practical ways. We can reconnect with missing classmates. Childhood friends. I know a woman who saw a post and donated her kidney to a friend of a friend she had met once in grade school, some thirty years before. I myself lost contact with my only cousin and had given up hope of ever seeing him again when I found his profile picture smiling back at me from that familiar blue background.
Spicer, at 45 years of age, is no neophyte. He has served as press secretary to four Republican Congressmen. In short, he should know better. At a minimum, he should have known that he'd have about as much chance controlling his own destiny in a twitter-mad Trump White House as did those monkeys the Americans used to send into space to test the Mercury space capsules. Meaning none.
Back when the primaries kicked off, the trolls found a common hero in Trump. Someone on the outside the norm of the establishment, someone not taken seriously. Someone himself a master at getting reactions from making a single statement. I mean, that's the whole purpose of trolling, isn't it? Get people defensive and engage them to react with real emotions and sincerity.
The media on both sides of the political aisle may well be painting a picture of what they want to see happen, not what is an accurate prediction of what could happen. And because we all willingly are consuming and sharing media as we always have been, we are confident in our own views of the likely outcome.
With over 90 per cent of renters and home-buyers starting their research and property search online, realtors, property managements firms and REIT's are now spending most of their marketing budgets on digital and web-based advertising tools and features which provide for an increased return on investment (ROI).
The words of Donald Trump are not simply words attached to nothing -- floating in the ether. These are words (that matter), attached to actions (that matter), connected to women (who matter). Yes, the words speak to attitudes that Donald Trump so clearly holds. But the words also speak to actions that Donald Trump has not even begun to deny. When Donald Trump says: "I just kiss. I don't even wait", it is worth finishing out that thought. What doesn't Donald Trump wait for? What he's not waiting for is CONSENT."
Big Data and artificial general intelligence companies, the new darlings of Silicon Valley and organizations concerned with international security, should pay heed to what has happened this year. The Brexit vote proved that assumptions of fact, the springboard for all deductive or inductive reasoning-- are heavily prone to human error.
Free speech, we say, is a principle we will defend to the death. Until perhaps we don't agree with what has been said. Then, suddenly, we are able to find very valid reasons to rationalize ourselves away from a supposed absolute value. Cases like Yiannopoulos' push our proclaimed moral positions up against the wall, compelling us to confront our human tendency towards personal bias. And that's why they are so interesting.
The fact that Ms. Jones loves herself -- the fact of her obvious confidence and the ease with which she speaks her mind -- well, that's an awful affront to the misogynists who expect a "woman like her," i.e. "not pretty enough" or light-skinned enough (in their tiny minds) to stay in the background with her mouth firmly shut.
They say that Twitter has created a powerful new way for everyone to engage in political dialogue. I'm not so sure it's a good thing. One has only to look at the dysfunctional American political environment, the rise of Donald Trump and the decline of the European Union to see that the inmates take over the asylum.
Recent experiences on Instagram got me thinking about the line between being open and too open, between sharing and oversharing. Is it possible to share personal details and pictures from my life and still be somewhat private? Is that even possible in the digital world? Is social media making the idea of privacy obsolete?
As digital natives, our adaptability to change is far superior than generations past. We swiftly adapt from VHS to DVDs and record players to cassettes to CDs and MP3s. We know what a floppy disk is yet can operate our digital lifestyle almost exclusively on Cloud. Our potential is limitless and our ambition is uncapped. We are pretty brilliant.