Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts

Monday, May 7, 2018

Don't Want To Say I Told You So

But I will.

Remember in this blog how I asked:

But what will we do when technology can truly mask the giver of the information or simulate the authenticity of the giver of the information?

Remember how you scoffed, yes scoffed, at me?

You scoffed. Admit it. You scoffed with full and complete scoffedness.

Behold scoffer of men!

They asked faculty at Dartmouth College to predict the future.

Please proceed to The Death Of Credibility. Do not pass go, do not collect $200.






Wednesday, March 21, 2018

The Information


Did you see the movie Sneakers?
I’m thinking about this facebook hullaballoo and how just a certain amount of information can, in theory, influence important matters.
Now the logician in me knows all about the fallacy ad populum or “if a million people jump off a bridge, are you?” Consider:

  • 1     We can now hear the voices of a million people, easily. It’s called the internet.
  • 2.    Size matters. From your quarter-pounder down to the number of Russian bots on Facebook and Twitter posting this and that to get you thinking one way or another.


Buyer beware you might say. Don’t believe anything you see on Facebook or Twitter you might say.
That is an option certainly but psychologist know about something called internal bias or “birds of a feather flock together” and so do the designers of the bots and their messaging and they know how to sneak “what you want to hear” in front of you.
And you my friend are as susceptible to internal bias as everyone else.

It gets worse.

But what will we do when technology can truly mask the giver of the information or simulate the authenticity of the giver of the information?

Here is what I mean:
Let us say your trusted news source is the NY times. What are you going to do when the bots simulate the NY times with the accuracy of a counterfeiter of money or art?
What if the trusted telly you watch can be counterfeited?
Don’t poopoo this idea. Technology will certainly allow for this. Certainly. Without a doubt.

So why did I lead off with the Sneakers query?
The plot of Sneakers revolves around a program (a box in the movie) that is capable of breaking the encryption of nearly every computer system.
Currently we are substituting encryption for biased messaging (based on data collected about you) and the amount of messaging. When you hear information that already agrees with your worldview, even if that information is factually incorrect (in the age of alternative facts) you act and behave a certain way. And vote a certain way.
Two scenes from the movie are important and prescient:



And more importantly:




Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Angstberg©


Facebook makes me something like anxious. I hereby coin the term “angstberg”© for that huge mass of anxiety that swells in your stomach and brain whenever you log on to facebook and are overrun by videos of beatings and Obama and likes of lemon bars and lol’s for people waxing about their glorious hilarious lives and the zillion pics of kids with toys or men with beers and women with women and comments about comments about comments about those beatings and bars and lol and like like like and my god how cute is that! and my but it seems everyone is living their highlight reel life and here I am raising my voice at my little guy to get in the car because I know the traffic into Providence (providence means god's plan) is a daily nightmare and am I damaging him? and where’s my highlight reel and how come I haven’t been to Vietnam or Germany or Morocco and how come I’m not engaged in various DIY projects worthy of HGTV and 30 likes and 15 loves or why am I not vigorously researching the gun debate so my post is the bomb (see what I did there?) and what if what if what if… 
angstberg© 
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