Tri-Con Day 2


Sorry this took so long – life got in the way. It has a pesky way of doing that, no?


Day two of Tri Con and all is well. I have had the chance to talk with some amazing people during the past 24 hours. There are some great personalities attending this con. There are also some gorgeous cosplayers wandering the event. Yesterday I recognized Sam and Castiel from Supernatural, Irene Adler from Sherlock Belle, Tinkerbell and a plethora of other Disney princesses,  Judge Dredd and Peter Pan. Today has seen Captain America, Harley Quinn, Deadpool, and the 11th Doctor. Again, these are only the ones I recognized.

That aside, I got to mingle with the crowds, talk to my fellow geeks and do some serious networking! I actually got to chat with a few cohorts about social media and will be following up with a few in the near future.

I am loving going to these events and will continue as often as I can.


A Dalhousie story – Don’t write something you wouldn’t want your grandmother to read


Like many newsies and feminists alike,  I have been following the story surrounding the Dentistry school at Dalhousie University in Halifax. Amidst a time of Canadian sex scandals and rape culture awareness these men chose to be sexist, misogynistic and downright rude regarding their female colleagues. From a personal standpoint, I find  their choices to be awful and am glad to see that these men have been suspended. Their wild lack of professionalism should earn them nothing less.

That being said, this post is not about the punishments awarded to these men.

I plan to discuss the fact that this group of people chose to use social media as a place to share these thoughts.

When I was a teenager, I was told, quite emphatically, never to put into writing something you wouldn’t want your grandmother to read. I cannot remember who gave me this piece of advice, but I owe them a lot of thanks. As social media has expanded it is much easier for unwanted text comments to gain public scrutiny. As I have both of my grandmothers as Facebook friends, my mother following my Facebook, Twitter as well as all the other social media accounts I manage and many other family members able to access everything I say and do online, I tend to choose my words wisely. I try not to swear too much, substituting “effing” for more crass wording and generally keeping my profile clean of overwhelming smut.

These men ignored this protocol so spectacularly it makes my head spin. What these men did can be loosely classified as “hate speech” as defined by Random House Dictionary (speech that attacks, threatens, or insults a person or group on the basis of national origin, ethnicity, color, religion, gender, gender identity, sexual orientation, or disability). moreover, now they have left written proof. As we all know, Facebook owns everything we put on their site and almost nothing is ever truly deleted. These awful statements made about their once and future colleagues can and will come back to haunt them.

I have always loved the old tattoo adage, think before you ink. the same principle applies to writing. We have all made off-colour jokes in our time – most of us are smart enough not to put it in writing.