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• 1 2017-11-06T18:45:00-08:00 #6: today’s fixes to fake news are bogus 5 February 19, 2017 plain 2019-07-23T21:13:33-07:00 Today’s saccharine hand-wringing and the too-late fixes erupting from the mouthpieces for the corporate, media, and political interests responsible for this mess are as bogus as Lonelygirl15.
  Lonelygirl15 was one of the first viral sensations of the early days of YouTube, a very popular video-blogger. Quite late into her fame, she was exposed as a fake produced by a professional production company (the better to please you, my pretty). In writing about the early days of YouTube, I explained that one effect of early viewers knowing that core YouTube fare might be or even was probably faked was a cynical (if “fun”) mode of reception definitive of the medium and its moment: that everything was fake, or at least could be. While a converse response to this universal media skepticism has found itself today in a twee return to the sincere (and even sometimes a sincere return to the sincere), this heartfelt search for trust sits in stark relief against the seedy untruths that litter the internet stage.
  See More Fakes:
  • “Facebook and Google Won’t Let Fake News Sites Use Their Ad Networks,” Kaveh Waddell, Nov 15, 2016.
  • “The Increasingly Unproductive Fake,” Alexandra Juhasz, No More Potlucks, 2009.
  • #100hardtruths-#fakenews: a primer on digital media literacy

  To see a poetic response to this hardtruth:

  Technology is a Weapon
• 1 2019-07-23T21:10:41-07:00 Technology is a Weapon 4 Poets of Course plain 2020-02-17T01:01:36-08:00

  Technology is a weapon, a knife. A gun. 
  How do you authenticate a person? You pay them. 
  The truth is . . . candy? I don't know. 

  By Leroy 

  This poem is a response to hardtruth #6:

  #6: today’s fixes to fake news are bogus
• 1 2019-06-26T03:58:08-07:00 How do you Authenticate a Person 4 By Oni gallery 2019-07-30T08:55:18-07:00

  By Oni

  Her hair is long and her smile is big.
  Her red lipstick pops like a cherry ice on a hot day.
  She's tall and thin,
  every man's crush.
  She speaks in high educated
  and her manners are top-notch.
  She's a role model, everyone's dream
  I tell her she's beautiful
  She looks in the mirror and says “what is beautiful?”
  She takes off her long hair,
  She takes off her voluminous lashes,
  She is no longer smiling.
  She wipes off the red lipstick.
  She imagines eating a bacon cheeseburger with cheese fries,
  her favorite.
  she feels happy and free and she dances to the beat of her heart.
  Boom
  Boom
  a knock at the door
  She turns to the mirror in her natural state.
  Boom
  I tell her again she is beautiful
  She looks in the mirror again and says “what is beautiful?”
  she applies her long hair
  she applies her red lipstick
  she applies her lashes
  She applies her makeup
  She ensures she looks thin
  Boom
  Another knock on the door
  She opens the door, she exits
  They say to her “ oh my God you are soooo beautiful”
  She looks and walks away
  She reminds herself not to cry
  and just like they say
  “I am beautiful”

  This poem is a response to hardtruth #65:

  #65, #fakenews #realtalk #realtruth about black girls’ liberation