Dance Like The Sharing Economy's Watching.
|Amy Widdowson||Jan 17, 2019|
Mein Liebchens, happiest of Thursdays! Last night, the precipitation in San Francisco resembled what I called "movie rain" when I was growing up, and I'm happy to report that my acquired-from-the-internet umbrella only flipped inside out once in the face of sheeting water and insane winds. Which means we get six more weeks of winter or something? Look, I don't get cause and effect.
Today, in “welp”: German Police Have Raided The Homes Of Suspected KKK Members.
Want to never sleep on vacation again? Have you thought about whether or not your host thinks that including a wee photo of a mounted camera in their posting constitutes fair disclosure of surveillance during your stay? Well, have you? Excuse me, while I go rock in the corner and think about all of the Airbnb hosts who may be judging me for my not-so-awesome-putting-on-makeup dance moves.
Related: Hot damn, Tim Cook - You Deserve Privacy Online. Here's How You Could Actually Get It. (TL;DR: Apple CEO calls for Congress to pass comprehensive federal privacy legislation.)
Also related: in a new poll, Pew Research found that 74 percent of Facebook users do not know that the site uses lists of personal traits for ad targeting.
Read Molly Wood’s account of her 18th trip to CES, and marvel at how the more things change, the more they stay they same (booth babes, double standards, drunken idiots, barely-veiled sexism.) I stand firm in my appreciation of never having attended a CES.
And finally, one of my 2018 intentions was to tell people when I was thinking of them (h/t Tre for the idea), and in general communicate affection without expectation or need for reciprocity. I’d like to think I was successful in that effort. But lest you think I am some selfless saint, part of why I started focusing on affection and gratitude was because those emotions made me feel good about myself. In that vein, Edith Zimmerman suggests If You’re Feeling Bad, Email Someone a Compliment. I am 100 percent behind this idea and all of the goodness that ripples out from it.
So let me say this, dear readers: I am genuinely grateful you like spending a bit of your morning with me. And your texts/emails/tweets when you read something funny, or want to tell me something heartfelt, or just want to say hello mean the world to me. Y’all are great and I am thankful for you.
(no, I don't know whether you or I are the chicken or the child, BUT I AM OK WITH THAT.)