information junkie

The recent SSC piece included a throwoff “Online doesn’t actually matter in politics“ piece of the type that I’ve seen many people give, but I’m always wondering about the degree to which online material circulates to people offline.  If a larger group of people get their political information from their politics junkie friend who reads a lot of stuff, that’s online ideas having power.  Unfortunately, that’s a lot harder to measure.

The weirdness of politics though does make me think that Online can’t be quite as unimportant as the headline statistics would suggest, but I really don’t know.

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OMINA VIGIL

Surveillance Installation by Syver Lauritzsen and Anders Dannevig features encrypted screens which reveal webcam feeds with a handheld device - video embedded below:

Hundreds of unprotected webcams. Live. Uncensored. In your hands.

Omina Vigil deals with the inherent voyeurism of our modern society. With the advent of social media, we have become information junkies and thrive on looking into the trivial matters of others, much to our own dismay.

The installation features hundreds of live webcameras that have been left unprotected by their owners, intentionally or not. This raises questions about privacy issues and internet security and forces spectators to face their inner voyeur.

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SocialEyez Vs. Socialize...

  Few days ago a girl called me at my mobile and told me that I have been short listed and I’m qualified to the position they were looking for, so she requested me to drop by to their office, to which I don’t have any idea where it is located. For I just know the name of the company and she mentioned that they’re into social media PR agency, so technically I’ve heard their company few months ago, but I’m still not sure if I got it right. So hence one of my strengths is that I’m an avid information junkie, and so I did my research with the help of uncle Google!  I found the company named “SocialEyez” which is located in DSO or Dubai Silicon Oasis. So I traveled and reach there before 10am since it was the time we agreed upon. When I Stepped inside, I saw different plasma screens mounted on the wall with different news channel flashing. So I imagined this is quite entertaining it reminds me of a sci-fi movie with CIA or Pentagon or some sort of. LOL As I sat and arrived into the reception, I told Elena the girl in the counter that I have an appointment and was expecting to meet one of their employees, later to found out that the name of the girl whom I talked with doesn’t exist at all! I was shocked! And somehow disturbed! I mean there were a lot of people who’re being tricked into scams. So I looked for the register on my mobile. And let Elena call the number, and later that I found out that I went into a different office. And the location is the very exact opposite to where I am right now!, Tadadada which is in JumeirahLakeTowers… I was laughing to myself! I felt awkward. LOL! I mean the company is similar and also the way they sound (Coughs!) “SocialEyes vs. Socialize”, same right? Please don’t argue. Haha!. Yeah! so going back they both work on social media platforms, and they’re also into formulating or creating an marketing strategy online like Facebook, So I assumed it was the same company.  Without further hesitating, since I’m running out of time. considering I’m very concern when it comes to timings and schedules. And the thing is I travel by commute. So I stepped out of the building, and whoa!  Just imagine the heat! I bet it’s like 40c something, but still I walk down the path back to where the bus stop is, I stride with pride pretending I’m Aladdin enduring the summer breeze…LOL! Unfortunately the bus only stops every 30mins. I was really getting impatient. It’s really humid and hot. Even I tried so hard to focus and divert my mind that everything will be alright, once my body got the taste of Air-conditioning. Hahaha! After a couple of minutes brooding over the greens. A White Land Cruiser stopped by. It went halt for a moment then the window in the passenger seat glided, and there it is my angel! A brunette sitting in the driver’s seat she was around late twenties I think. And the good thing is she’s offering me a ride. “This is it!” I told to myself, I stared at her eyes for couple of seconds, I mean it’s really rare for people to stop nowadays and offer you something and it so good to be true (just my cynical point of view), especially we’re talking here in the middle of the dessert. LOL. I was about to reply to her saying “Yup I wanted to take a hitch but I’m not easy you know, you need to treat me to lunch first” :) but I guess I don’t want to push my luck considering this is like heaven sent. So I hopped in, luckily she said that she’s on her way to work. And she normally offers people a ride without gaining something in return. She just understands the way when you’re waiting outside and loosing hope thinking that the bus will arrive sooner later than expected. So we talked about her passion in life, her life here in the uae, like how people are coping up thru the situation and recession and all that, she was interesting, (grin) So time passed I didn’t notice that were almost near Sheik Zayed Road, so she dropped me off at Dubai World Trade Center to where the nearest metro is. Then we bid farewell. And exchange numbers. I told her that if she wasn’t for her I’ll be like a Cactus waiting to dry up. LOL, Anyway I reached the location At Last!, and met Maitrayee from Socialize found out she’s younger than I expected, We had a little chat discussing about my qualifications and a little about their company, As I can see it she’s an enthusiast and I can feel the fire burning, especially some of her colleagues, they were I think same age as I am, and I can feel the passion I’ve been looking for inside a workplace environment. So I thought to myself even if I didn’t make it. Still it is one hella job hunt experience, to sum it up.

Two things I learned, First is “Even though you got the information correct unless you’re 100% sure never assume”. Second is “Give people a benefit of a doubt” whatever it is, you might now know, The stranger you just bumped with, will be an important person in your life.

Cheers!

Danielle

‘You see this gun?’

Theodore Quinn had been on a mission. Ever since one of his men had been murdered in a hospital bed he had vowed to seek out vengeance. Not because he was close to Jim, or was it Tim, he couldn’t remember, but because to kill one’s henchman, even if that henchman was a lowlife, junkie informer, was quite a disrespectful thing to do. Also before Jim or Tim was shot in the face he had confided in Theodore that one Molly Hooper had caused his being put in the hospital in the first place.

He was sure she had nothing to do with his murder, that was a different matter all together, and Quinn had decided to take a more legal route in dealing with the medical examiner. Tonight though he was on a mission. He would begin his quest to find the fuckers that had the balls to come after one of his guys, and having more than a few junkie informers, Quinn knew where to get answers when inquiring dirt about the underworld in London.

Quinn had his strongarms gather up about a dozen of the homeless junkies off the streets where Jim or Tim had frequented. One by one he had them brought into his office, the small one in one of his several warehouses turned hideouts, and one by one he got answers. Some were beat, some stabbed in nonlethal ways, and by the end of the night he was fed up with the lack of clues. Quinn gestured to his two giant goons to drag in the last bloke that was handcuffed to a waiting chair in the next room.

As they left he went to his gun case and retrieved an assault weapon, the most menacing looking one in the batch. He took his seat as they dragged Davin Mitchell in and held him in front of the little, frustrated crime boss. The barrel end of his gun was indeed visible as he met the junkies eyes. He meant business yet spoke with a soft tone that didn’t seem at all to belong to the man that could be heard moments ago yelling at the last poor soul who he stabbed in the thigh. “Hello? I’m Theodore Quinn, preferably Mr. Quinn in your case. What might your name be, young man?”

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