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.