Delay, Deny and Deflect: How Facebook’s Leaders Fought Through Crisis – The New York Times

Russian meddling, data sharing, hate speech — the social network faced one scandal after another. This is how Mark Zuckerberg and Sheryl Sandberg responded.
— Read on www.nytimes.com/2018/11/14/technology/facebook-data-russia-election-racism.html

You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook. You can leave Facebook.

Delay, Deny and Deflect: How Facebook’s Leaders Fought Through Crisis – The New York Times

Sans Social

A week ago, I dropped Facebook/Instagram. (I booted my Twitter account over the summer.) I feel nice about this. I have enjoyed many parts of social media, but have zero trust regarding the companies themselves and, generally speaking, feel that social media has done more harm to society than good, in aggregate. I try to be a responsible consumer in other areas of my life and feel that responsibility should extend to social media.

Next is to try to disentangle from Google, which seems Herculean and isn’t technically social media but is an technosystem powered by the same society-warping ethos. These actions aren’t based upon a fear of technology. I’m a technologist by trade. These actions are ones people should take in order to affect a change – social media companies don’t have to operate the way they currently do. They can be a force for good in the world (and oftentimes, great movements begin with social media only to get subverted by opposition forces using downward-dragging emotional tactics which social media favors for purposes of end user engagement.) Only we can force social media companies to do better in the world.

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2018/jun/30/new-dark-age-by-james-bridle-review-technology-and-the-end-of-the-future
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/13/books/review/jaron-lanier-ten-arguments-for-deleting-your-social-media-accounts-right-now.html
https://slate.com/technology/2018/10/facebook-data-breach-2018-victims-cybersecurity.html
https://www.theverge.com/2018/10/8/17951914/google-plus-data-breach-exposed-user-profile-information-privacy-not-disclosed
https://news.slashdot.org/story/18/10/15/2135254/most-americans-cant-tell-the-difference-between-a-social-media-bot-and-a-human-study-finds
http://calnewport.com/blog/2018/10/28/the-mona-lisa-doesnt-tweet/

Take care with your time and your attention. They are precious and finite.

Sans Social

Experiencing a bug that changed the letter “i” to a series of unreadable symbols

In the hum-drum, unsung

If I️ was the time of your time,

If I️ was the tear of your tears,

If I️ was the glass of your house,

Then we could have forgotten chaos.

We could’ve had a sodium discharge.

We could, of course, been wishful asphyxiation

Unsung, hum-drummed.

Experiencing a bug that changed the letter “i” to a series of unreadable symbols

Provided the Light Returns

The blue winds blow the black moon past a newly dying sun
And the finer lights of daynight show the ruining’s begun

You’ve witnessed with your feeble eyes grand sights not meant to see
And you’ve conjured with your meager minds frights from which to flee

No, it ain’t too hard to read the signs that say our time is through
And it ain’t too sad to say goodbye to what was me ‘n you

For that blue wind blew a black moon over yonder dying sun
Oh those blue winds and those black moons, good Lord, what have we done?

Provided the Light Returns

Poem Found in My Instagram Feed

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First grade or so. Killin it obv

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Could I even read then?? Haha.

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But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.
Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Poem Found in My Instagram Feed

Poem Found in My Twitter Feed

TWEETS FOLLOWING FOLLOWERS

What’s happening?
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Add your birthday to your profile
     Let people know when the big day arrives.

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all I do is eat cheese & write poems
   let my belly be free in the sun for the first time
          and it was…

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YOU DESERVE THIS!
Flo from Progressive ‏Verified account @ItsFlo
          Giddy-up, motherfucker!
Make no mistake I’ll cut a bitch
I unblocked everyone

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Following the Video Game Crash of 1983

This is 1942
And we are back flips and bombs
This is Rush’n Attack
And we are knives out to anyone scrolling our way
This is Castlevania
And there’s a vampire monologue within our maze-like hearts
This is Gunsmoke
And the shotgun is our favorite convenience to convert the lawless
This is Spy vs. Spy
Where every other day we die a cartoon death
This is Faxanadu
So derided yet somehow playable
This is Dragon Warrior
Too much talk and no bloodbaths allowed within city walls
This is Contra
No, this is Life Force
No no no no no is this is this is this
left right left right
B
A
Start
No.
This is Kid Icarus
And we just want to save Angel Land, but can’t even get out of the Underworld

Following the Video Game Crash of 1983