Archive for May 2010

Googling something isn’t research. Sure it gets you information but is that information always accurate? Of course I am referencing an article on Yahoo that discusses the common practice of companies using social media outlets like myspace or facebook to look up information on potential employees or even customers (like banks trying to approve or disapprove a loan).

Who you know online, and what you don’t know about your online reputation may prevent you from getting a job or credit card. Even worse, sloppy online sleuthing or mistaken identity could lead to your rejection, and you may never even know why.

I’ve mentioned this before, in a kind of round about way, but I don’t think it’s ethical or even really logical for a company to use a person’s social website as a way of gauging whether or not they are a good worker. We all do things in our personal life that have nothing to do with our work ethic, professionalism or ability to represent a company in a positive way. Just because Dan enjoys going to Heavy Metal concerts, or frequents a political message board where he argues policies and social issues in ways that might not agree with what one individual believes, doesn’t mean that he can’t do his job effectively.

Also, let’s keep in mind that there are probably many, if not hundreds, of “Dan Smith’s” out there, each with a different spelling or shortening of, or even nickname derived from, their name used for social networks. The Dan smith Company X is looking to do a “background” check on could very well be a Dan Smith that lives in a completely different state and works in a BDSM club. You never know.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about managing your social reputation and making sure that you aren’t putting EVERYTHING about yourself out there. There are twenty people, that I have signed up for facebook, that have my same last name and first name and all of them come from different backgrounds, religions, etc. I know I’ve never done anything, in my opinion, worthy of not being hired (with the exception of maybe starting the gender matters blog which might push a lot of buttons and create a few misconceptions of who I am) but that doesn’t necessarily mean that it won’t come up.

I feel like companies shouldn’t be able to stalk the accounts and personal lives of their employees online. If they are doing something illegal, they will get caught. If they have certain viewpoints  (Like maybe they hate WalMart) then they most likely won’t try and get a job at Wal Mart. As technology grows and the ways in which we communicate and interact with one another expand, we have to learn how not only to control the type of information we make public but also how we use that information. Companies shouldn’t be allowed, and in fact should know better than, to scour the internet looking for dirt on an individual. Google isn’t research. We learn this in school. Getting your sources from Google or Wikipedia or Facebook makes for not only a bad article and a bad decision but also for an inaccurate result. Companies could be missing out on a potentially good employee by assuming the results they got back for a “Patrick Davis” applies to the one they have sitting in their waiting room.

I think I have a pretty unique name, but there are still twenty plus versions of  my name running around the internet each with their own agenda, ideas, experiences and opinions. Should I be punished because they enjoy taking shots while dressed in a monkey suit?


Jesse James thinks he deserves a medal and for people to stop being mean to him because he “admitted” his flaws.

“While Jesse seemed very anxious and stressed out about the interview, it was still very important for him to do. He is sick of people thinking of him as a monster. Jesse feels that he needs to get some credit for admitting his faults, and for trying to make a life change.”

Forgive me if I don’t see it neccesary to give  this mand a fucking pat on the back for “admitting” he fucked his wife over.

First of all you didn’t admit SHIT. Admitting something is saying, “hey baby, I know you dont know this but I thoguht i should let you know, i’m a fucking douchehat.” That’s admitting something. Admitting something isnt” Oh..hah! you caught me! yeah, i’m fucking that german germhole.” So stop all this “I deserve a medal for noy lying” bullshit and man up. You cheated, you got caught, you got fucked over and now now one likes you or believes a word you say. The End. Man up and move on.

And the fuckery that is involved in alot of the whole identity behind it. This video is complete shit.

… piss me off.
Since when did it become cool to be Jamaican? Since Sean Paul came out? Since more artists from the Caribbean gained notoriety? I remember when I was younger being Jamaican was something I kept hidden because of all the negative things I kept hearing about us.

I may not have an accent but my entire family is Jamaican and it’s something that deep down I’ve always been proud of. Would I go and live in Jamaica? Fuck no. For various reasons, most being the recent surge of violence in Kingston because of that drug lord the United States is sanctioning and also because I’m gay (we won’t get into that issue).

Lately I’ve been seeing a lot of people wearing dreads, a lot of people wearing shirts with the Jamaican flag. Shoes, bracelets, necklaces, hats, you name it. I have never seen so many non-Jamaicans so proud to be Jamaican.
In high school I had an English teacher who was “worried” about me because ;instead of being like a normal “African American” teenager in an all black school and listening to rap, talking about going to teen clubs and being interested in boys; I kept to myself, was quiet and wrote poetry. Of course this was during the whole Columbine scare so I’m pretty sure I was on a list of some sort of people to “watch out for.”

Anyway, she was talking to one of my peers and he mentioned something about Jamaicans to which she responded in a hushed voice “Oh, Jamaicans, yeah. They are so cheap, they always pinch their pennies” as if she were in a room full of Jewish people and were talking about their stereotypes.
It made me angry, it made me upset, it reinforced my belief that Black America is just as judgmental as white America, maybe even more.

So to see all these “Jamaicans” proudly proclaiming their identity, being seen as the cool kids in high school really fucking irks me, but I guess I should be okay with it since it is a sign of the changing times where kids from different countries aren’t seen as the “foreigners” anymore.

Still, it pisses me off that one can simply become “cool” by identifying with a culture in which the only thing they know of is Bob Marley, Marijuana, Reggae (and perhaps Dancehall) and gangs. Jamaica and Jamaicans are more than that, sure it has its downfalls its negative things. I’m so lucky to not have been born in Jamaica because I am a gay individual and it’s not easy down there for GBLT folks but in the end there is nothing like the smell of the Jamaican sea side and the Jamaican night sky and those pesky fucking mosquitoes.

Nothing! Say what you will, but despite its downsides Jamaica is the origin of my entire family and I will never just outright say it’s a bad place because it’s not. It’s like that child in the family that’s been going through some rough times and finding itself in bad situations. That child isn’t bad, it just needs direction and I hope it get some good direction because Jamaica is too beautiful of a country and it’s people deserve more than to be living in the warzone is has become lately…but i’ll save that schpeal for another blog.

Steve Pope, a U.K. counselor and therapist, says that playing games for two hours is equal to doing a line of coke.

“Spending two hours on a game station is equivalent to taking a line of cocaine in the high it produces,” Pope said. “It is the fastest growing addiction in the country and this is affecting young people mentally, as well as leading to physical problems such as obesity,” he added.

This whole “crusade against video games” thing is getting really out of hand now. Really? Comparing playing video games to doing a line of coke? Honestly? These people obviously havent played video games before and think that everyone who plays is some sort of detriment to the human species, aka a loser and all they do is stay at home and play video games.

This is a large misconception. As a few of you know, I’ve been unemployed for a year now and I spend most of my days looking for job opportunities, trying to get back into school (in fact I currently have an application running at a well-known Georgia institution for a second bachelors in Journalism) and working on my portfolio by creating designs and working on the next issue of Compound. When I’m done, I like to relax by playing games. Being unemployed is stressful, extremely so. Constantly thinking about what you’re going to do, what if your plans don’t fall through (again), what the next step is.

Being a young person, living with your parents, that isn’t good for your social or love life either. So i like to relax by playing video games. unfortunately, that’s all anyone sees. They think I spend all day playing video games doing nothing and I think that’s how most video gamers are perceived.

Sure there are some people out there who do that, but for the most part we video gamers have OTHER things to do and playing games is a de-stressor, a hobby, something we do for fun and for a few lucky ones, something they do for a little extra cash on the side.

Comparing something I do to relax to doing hard drugs is quite frankly an insult. Comparing me to a drug addict because I like to shoot zombies every now and again is quite frankly insulting.

Yes there is such thing as a gaming addiction. I’m no psychiatrist but telling the world that video games are somehow bad isn’t fixing the issue. Just like alcohol addiction or food addiction is a symptom and not the problem, gaming addiction is a symptom of an unresolved issue in that person’s life.

Stephen Johnson, from said it best:

While I won’t cop to doing Coke, I have played a lot of games in my life and never once did any game make me talk faster, convince me I was super awesome, or make me think I was, like, a really great dancer.

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Firefighters responding to an emergency call  at 9:40 p.m. found the 39-year-old Monjack dead at the Hollywood Hills residence, Lozano said. The caller has yet to be identified.

Damn, her mom has been through a lot. That’s….definitely interesting. Not much else to say but if you want to read the whole article, click here