Former mayor Rob Ford may be gone, but his vision of public service on the cheap is still here. Where Ford promised to respect “taxpayers,” Tory similarly vows to protect “homeowners,” whom he recently claimed are “stretched to the limit,” and cannot afford to pay more in property taxes.
Tory is the mayor Toronto deserves. The bar for our mayor was apparently, “not addicted to crack-cocaine,” but Toronto should set its sights higher.
It’s interesting to see how Instagram has morphed from cellphone photography to something quite different. I changed my Instagram usage up several months ago so that the captions to my photos were all fictional synopses of a show about my life on Netflix. (As a socially commentary on how fake everything on Instagram is: get it?!)
The next day, my sorrow for the loss of this thing dominated my thinking. I was surprised by how deeply sad it made me to lose this game that I hadn’t picked up in months. Part of me wants to feel embarassed about that, but no. WoW was always more about the people than it was about the game. It was the impetus and the sustenance of many of the most important relationships in my life. I refuse to diminish those relationships by saying that WoW was ‘just a game.’ I couldn’t help but log back in the next day to see the server one final time. To be there for the final hours.
Blizzard shut down the (popular) private World of Warcraft server Nostalrius a month ago.
In their quest to find new things to tax and new services to cut, they have settled on taxing books and closing 54 of the province’s 95 libraries—despite the province having the highest illiteracy rates in Canada.
On a sun-dappled summer afternoon, a member of the Pocket Facebook group posted photos of black teenagers biking on a residential street as a warning, saying that she had seem them “snooping” into private laneways and pegging them as potential suspects for a recent bike theft. As I read the comments below the pictures, I was alarmed to find that a majority of Facebook group members appreciated her alert.
Again, the assumptions about the membership of the Facebook group were evident. The poster and her supporters were not concerned about the potential consequences of uploading photos of teenagers without parental consent. Implicitly, the move pre-supposed that the parents couldn’t possibly have been members of the group. These youth were black and allegedly up to no good. Never mind that the teenagers were not guilty of doing anything but being teenagers. What was worse, the Pocket Facebook group membership included a local community police officer, who now had access to images of these targeted teens.
A fascinating look at people being creepy on social media.