Oh how this blog has treated me well. I can’t believe how fast this semester flew by. Well, it’s that time. The time to turn in our final projects. So without further ado, here is The First Year:
I didn’t find anything too interesting in my Wiki search. Well let me rephrase that, I didn’t find anything that I didn’t expect. Major changes I saw were things about One Direction’s new album, Zayn Malik leaving, and grammatical errors. The more surprising part was the amount of people talking and debating about the changes that they wanted to make to the page. Something that made me laugh was a post from someone passionately explaining why Zayn Malik should be listed as a band member regardless of what he’s doing.
The Storify we made in class was a HILARIOUS perspective of someone’s freshman year through The Office gifs.
Fan culture is something that I’ve always been aware of but never given much thought. It’s never effected me in anyway for it grab my attention. Though based off this weeks readings, I feel as if fans can recreate their favorite story to fit them better there really. I don’t see much harm in that. A writer should know that once they put their intellectual property out there, people will do as they wish with it. It’s the same as if an artist puts a picture of his painting online and people change it around, make it a meme, or alter it just slightly. The only sticky part to this is when fans publish their version’s of the story. With this I feel that with approval of the author, it should be legal and fine. The owner ship to the edited story should remain with the one who edited it with credit to the author of the original.
I’ve never really had any run-ins with fan culture. Or extreme fan culture anyways. I’ve never felt so passionately about a particular subject. If I have I’ve enjoyed it the way it was without changing it. With all fairness, I was a preteen girl and of course had posters of Zac Efron and Michael Phelps on my walls. And let’s not forget the face-in-hole stage…..
First off, I love Martha for giving us this project. It was so fun. So thank you. Now for the project. Our group made an Emmy worthy movie trailer about the horrors of the IWatch. In this future dystopia, every child is given an IWatch when they are born to track their life style habits and to help improve their life. But little did the citizens know that their government has used this technology to spy on them to ensure their own power. The story follows a young man that through the quest of find who was responsible for the death of his mother, figures out the government’s secret.
Honestly, our story seems a little far fetched but it is probably possible. I know our government spies on us to an extent. I just don’t know how far they would take it in the future.
My digital project is in the works. I still need to visit the DKC, but as of now, I’m working on what i’ll be saying in the podcast.
The frist thing that I need to say is that my heart skipped a beat when I thought that my identity had been analyzed after watching the YouTube video. Living in the present and being kept in the dark on a lot of things doesn’t really make you think about what could be done with our information.
Reading the excerpt from The Circle really creeped me out. When Bailey kept repeating “ALL THAT HAPPENS MOST BE KNOWN”, it made me want to yell back that omnipotence is a power no one should have. I understand the idea that if someone’s watching you would behave better. And to some extent, I agree that this would actually benefit society. But to being able to freely stalk anyone you felt like is just plain weird. It has to violate some type of basic right.
Living in a world with imperfections is what makes living so great. A perfect world would get old quick.
The two words I searched in Google images were “white collar job” and “blue collar job”. When searching ‘white collar job” the Google images were of mostly white men and women in suits. The suits are pretty normal considering the work environment related with white collar jobs. But a majority of the page is white.
When searching “blue collar job”, the entire page is construction workers. And the ethnicity is much more diverse.
This doesn’t necessarily mean that Google is being sexist or racist. Google’s “bots” are just regurgitating what we put up for them to find. So are we racist? Are we sexist? Or do we just live in a world that favors white men?
So I’ve always known that the ads I see are from what I’ve previously searched online. The thing I didn’t know is how they got. Or even how the ads get on the websites I’m looking at. This past week, I’ve searched most about two specific things: Disney Land and Fallout 4. And these two random things have popped up EVERYWHERE.
I always see ads on Facebook and recognize where they’re from. I’m always like “oh! that’s weird! I was just searching that!” for a split second. Then I remember ‘they’ are always monitoring what I search.
Even this weeks readings aren’t safe from my search history. I never actually click on these ads because I’ve always been taught to ignore any ads. But they are usually 100%, spot-on, relevant to me.
I can only be so surprised that these large companies are using my data. It just shocks me how much they can see and manipulate what I see online. I don’t think these companies will face any implications because I don’t think people really understand what is actually happening.
I guess if I’m posting it online, then anyone should be able to archive it, right? I’m okay with it. I’ll be dead. But for the sake of others, it’d be nice to have certain things stored. I have pictures and documents and passwords on my computer and that will be given to the right person when the time comes. That’s as far as it goes for backing anything up. I feel like nothing should happen to our online identities when we die, but then again I haven’t put much thought into it. It’s not like there’s, to borrow a line from my favorite space saving vacuum bags, “too much stuff, not enough space.” If people would like to honor me, that’s their right. They should have full creativity and freedom.
The fact that I’m not very concerned with what happens to my post-life digital identity sort of reveals that I don’t think much about my digital identity now. Not necessarily that I don’t have one, but that I should be more aware of it.
I owe Martha one hell of a thank you. I had so much fun building my website. evinchia.org has a professional and personal aspect to it. My home page is a simple layout that has four tabs: about, résumé, words, and visual aids.
The About tab brings you to a new page that has a brief description about me.
The Résumé tab brings you to my recently updated résumé.
The Words tab brings you to a page that has a description of this blog and also my new blog. If you hover over Words two subitems will appear that will bring you to each blog.
The Visual Aids tab brings you to my photo blog. Just pictures that either mean a lot to me or I just felt the world should see.
I can’t wait to continue to work on my site and start blogging for real!
Everyone is fake to a certain level. The other day, I was sitting at Taco Bell enjoying a crunch wrap supreme and my friend said to me “I figured out how to block people from viewing my snapchat stories. Now my friends from high school can’t judge me.” Why would you want people not be able to view your story? Isn’t that the point of snapchat?
People present themselves differently depending on who they are around. This is definitely true for me. Examples:
- To an admissions counselor I would be professional and charming focusing mainly on my accomplishments.
- To a teacher I’m always respectful, because they have one of the hardest jobs today.
- To my grandparents I present myself as being in a relationship. I bring up my boyfriend frequently because to them it’s important that I have a man take care of me.
- To my cousins I try to act cool and mature. As the youngest cousin, I’ve never fit in well. So I try to present myself in that way.
- To my parents, I’m more of myself. But that’s because I don’t really do bad things that they would frown upon. I’m brutally honest.
- To a new roommate I’d present myself as clean and organized (I’m not), respectful of privacy (I am to a point), and exciting (I can be sometimes?)
- To a job interviewer I’d present myself similar to how I would for an admissions counselor. Professional, charming, smart, a team player, and a leader.
I wouldn’t say that this is me being a fake person. It’s more of choosing when to show only part of my personality to certain people. I honestly can’t confidently say I’d let an employer see any of my social media accounts. If I had to choose one it’d be Facebook. But only because I can limit what they see. I think it’s important to keep personal life out of the work place.