The best thing about 2020 is we subsisted it. No need to say what the worst thing is, it’s hands down our collective folly in the choices we’ve compiled. That world “ve forced” us to refactor what we do moving forward.
If we had accurately understood the big modifications onward, we would not be wondering when we will return to the age-old, brand-new or any normal. The normal is what got us now. Unlimited air travel, impunity to do whatever we wanted without regard to the impact it would have on anybody else. Nationalism. What the hell is that all about? Keeping us in, everybody else out.
Take Twitter for one. When it firstly emerged, it felt like a pipe dream recognized. For me, it still feels that way. Good beings like it, so do bad beings. Bad as in they use the world network to inflict damage on their political antagonists. Does that planned the phone is a bad thing, very? Or autoes, or popcorn butter? What about dramas? They’re sad, remuneration wins and losers? Do I please Hollywood was only allowed to stimulate rom-coms? Well, yes I do.
But only if it doesn’t abridge my titles, my naturalnes to pursue happiness. So when I attend Twitter turn into a cesspool, I look for someone to blame. Let’s start with the bad people. But what if they have a point about something? Their motives may be suspect, or just plain evil. What am I doing speak them regardless. It’s not like I opt them to follow. Well, apparently I did, by listening to people who retweet what these kinfolks spew.
Retweets are another one of these things I love about Twitter. Let’s say I follow someone whose perspective I revere, and they in turn retweet others who they admire. A social vapour uses with interesting characteristics. Implicitly, the pattern of retweets, @mentions and likes can be plugged into readers or aggregators to manifest trends, developing information, business analytics, and social dynamics of dominance, morals, laughter and stature.
So it’s not like a follow of the bad actors, but it is like I follow their relative primacy in the brook of those I follow. I can and do rationalize this monitoring of other than the choose social group as a necessary warning system for hurt ahead. These signals can be used prophylactically to measure how our message is carrying, but a typical affect is to pigeonhole our views as fodder for those who wish us ill.
Net net, this countervailing vigor shortens the sense of fun I have with the global system. If I had to choose no Twitter over this problem, I still select Twitter. In the early days of social media, I had a front row seat in observing how these little signals could have a surprising impact on the concerns of the day, on the projection of themes around the network to and with others who together improved support, and sometimes, business through the collective radical mind.
Has this been lost in the backer quality of our everyday political racket? Of course, just try saying anything about anything and watch the nasty trolls rev up their schtick. Not recreation. Likewise not effective, because the pushback generates a new lilt of Pee Wee Herman yeah-but-what-am-I dynamics. What to do? How about a @botmention that debates with tagged trolls but quietly removes the noise from the feeds of those who @ like the @bot tag.
Implementing this semi-public stream is already doable inside a private structure, with the “cost” of joining the agreement to provide access to an internal view that concludes the creek less boisterou and more responsive. We’ve been experimenting with merely such a private/ public backchannel to corroborate production processes the Gillmor Gang, but I’m not here to promote that. More usefully, the network purposes efficiently in concert with Twitter.
The events of 2020, and the years leading up to the election and pandemic breakout, make clear that the kind of social media spread “were having” seen has consequences we should have countered but in fact intensified. Yet even in the volatile wind down of the election are some clues of a rebound from playing the chaos card. Whatever you think of Twitter’s history of or shortage of backbone progress, Jack Dorsey’s red cable in the sand was a much needed call to arms against Trump’s bullying.
Even if the actual technology was limited in effect, the application of any pushback at all was a signal of what the world countries might look like if the holding of elections led the other way. The first amplification of that subtle change came from social media’s biggest customer, mainstream media: timed pushback in White House press conferences, speechless movie montages of Republican senators refusing to answer shouted hallway questions, networks chipping away from phenomena when the lie tier contacted bullshit mass.
Mitch McConnell’s move to tie additional stimulus help to Trump’s attempt to punish Twitter by repealing Slouse 230 defence proved effective in running out the clock. It likewise moved the missile from Trump’s control to the hard numbers of January 20. The Georgia runoff on January 5, followed the next day by the attempt to challenge the electoral college Biden win and the storming of the Capitol, varied everything. Twitter became Trump’s last super dominance. Note: This publication of the Gang was recorded minutes before Twitter permanently suspended the @realDonaldTrump account.
Well, there is Zoom more. Its swappable background boast causes the ex-resident broadcast to the faithful as though nothing has changed. That’s why he came back from vacation early, to pre-pardon his yield staff and hire a shadow cabinet. Secretary of Streaming, Chief Acting Legal Officer, Secretary of Horror Stephen Miller, Secretary of Bacteria Giuliani.
Zoom tells you do this behind a subscription paywall, but now Trump+ is competing against Disney +, Netflix, Apple+ and the sheaves designed to lock-in the market until the vaccines take root. Or how about an ACA+ bale that gives people preexisting coverage, the latest iPhone and any three+ networks on a revolve basis to encourage competition for brook retention.
from the Gillmor Gang Newsletter
The Gillmor Gang — Frank Radice, Michael Markman, Keith Teare, Denis Pombriant, Brent Leary and Steve Gillmor. Recorded live Friday, January 8, 2021.
Produced and directed by Tina Chase Gillmor @tinagillmor
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