Monday, March 23, 2009

Busted!

When I started writing this blog in January, I didn’t think of where it might lead. I wrote a few posts, chuckled at my hilarity and sent it out to select friends via their Facebook inbox. My wonderful people sent great feed back and encouraged me to keep it up. Motivated, I continued writing. After I published a solid block of posts, I posted a link to Hack the Bone on my main Facebook page. As soon as I hit publish, I felt a twinge of anxiety. My Facebook friends number around six hundred and change and through posting I laid myself out to the masses for public judgment. I figured most people would ignore the link, like I usually do, but hoped a few people would catch on and give me a reason to keep writing.

Once Hack the Bone was on Facebook, it was only a matter of time before my family in Nova Scotia found me out. I learned the other day, by word of a hilarious message on Facebook that my cousin Erin reads my blog and has shared it with my cousin Susan and Aunt Jeannie (my mom’s sister.) I should have expected this – Erin is too web savvy NOT to find me. In fact, I’m stoked that she’s reading and that my site inspired my aunt to voice her…amorous feelings for George Strombo. These are conversations that need to take place in Canada and I'm proud to initiate them.

The thing that worries me now, is that it is only a matter of time before my mother is introduced to Hack the Bone. She usually loves my writing, but I think the content I publish here would burn the eyes right out of her head. I can only hope that when she does find it, she will quickly skim the site photos, see a freakish amount of dogs and be blinded by cuteness. I could take initiative and direct her to the post about our inbred puppies. She might stop there and miss my ramblings about the non-existent porn scene in Doha.
Ah, I said porn! Here's another picture of a dog to distract my mother.

Read on, I’m going somewhere with this.

Despite the fact that I like to think my site exists in a corner of the Internet where no one treads, the reality is that I have to consider who reads my site and, more importantly, why they are reading it. Take a look at this article about a woman who lost her job because of a seemingly innocent comment on Twitter.

Essentially, this woman found a job, and used her Twitter account as an outlet to wrestle with whether or not she should take it. Her tweet read as such, “Cisco just offered me a job! Now I have to weigh the utility of a fatty paycheck against the daily commute to San Jose and hating the work.”

This woman’s first mistake was to actually name the company. That was dumb sauce. She would definitely get found out if the company has a decent PR team. If a public relations team does its job correctly (and Cisco's did), they will read everything said about their company, and they will do it instantly. At my last job, working in entertainment, I signed up for daily Google alerts on Ben Mulroney. If any one said anything about him online, I knew about it. Even if it was a hateful comment on a blog that nobody reads, I was there and responded accordingly. People don’t really like Ben Mulroney, so it was a big job. And if the person doing that task now is any good, they will be reading this post too. Holla!

Whether we like it or not, people are accountable for what they say and do online. I read an article yesterday about some dude whose private Facebook profile was made public in court and it totally fucked him. Just because we restrict ourselves, doesn’t mean our asses are safe.

This issue with the woman from Cisco is interesting to me. As DKM pointed out last night, I’m not sure that this woman’s tweet warrants a firing.

DKM believes that if a person shows up to their job on time and does it well, that it shouldn’t matter whether she enjoys herself or not.

He also proclaimed that, “the Internet sucks.”

I agree with him, to an extent. I feel for this lady, who thought out loud on a social networking site linked to millions of people. It is one thing to muse over whether or not to accept a crappy job; it is another to draw negative attention to the company this way.

All of this talk of firing and accountability scares me. When I chose a career in public relations, some would say that I gave up my voice. As a communications professional, it’s not responsible to rant and rave about just anything on the Internet. It is difficult to be a critical observer of the world around you, when you are accountable to your agency, your clients and your boss.

My thing is that I really like my job and the people I work with, I don't have to talk shit about them. BUT even if I wasn’t happy at my place of employment, I wouldn’t slag it on the Internet. I know better. However, there are many things in this world that I don’t like—things that might not have anything to do with my company directly, but will offend some critical people who read it.

Dare I risk offending in the name of entertainment?
As a communications professional, am I even allowed the luxury of an objective voice?
Am I being a paranoid ninny?

I can’t decide if I should reel in the profanity and vulgar content, or just stop writing altogether. Then again, I might change my mind tomorrow and carry on as usual. Either way, I’d love to hear your thoughts on the matter. Feel free to contact me via Facebook, Twitter, e-mail, or the comments page. Someone, please stop me from shutting this operation down.

Stupid twitter -- making me stupid paranoid.

If that post wasn’t a boner shrinker, I don’t know what is.

7 comments:

  1. I'm struggling with the same issues. But I am going away in 5 days to a tropical paradise for three months, and unless I get deported for saying my beach beer was too warm in Costa Rica, then I should be fine at least until I return to the homeland.

    /5 Days is wayyyy too long.

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  3. bahahahaha, unreal. Don't stop Mere!!

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  4. hahaha Mere dont stop! Your my daily morning newspaper! If your going to do anything change your name and hide your photo..be anonymous..but you arent allowed to stop blogging. you're too good at it :)

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  6. ...i agree with what danielle said. you're the reason I even started a blog in the first place. and i have the same issues....i stll feel that hopefully my blog will go unnoticed in the online world... you have better things to say than i do! :)

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