Archive for the ‘Technology’ Category

How Would You Like That Delivered?
April 13, 2016

Canada Post, in its wisdom, has chosen to phase out home delivery of snail-mail and mailbox-messreplace that system with curb-side Post Office boxes. While I believe it is an ill-advised change it will have little effect on me. I live in a community in Canada that has never had home delivery of mail. It is a comfortable walk (wasteful to drive) to the Post Office to check the mail each day. That’s what I’ve done each day for the fifty plus years I have lived here. Other than the obvious, what’s the problem?

As with many people these days, I have become an on-line shopper. This came about because at the best of times I dislike wasting the time to go in and out of stores. I recognize in today’s ‘consume more’ society I might be seen as some form of throwback; a consumer Neanderthal. Yesterday, I placed an order for coffee through a Canadian on-line company that I have purchased from frequently in the past. I processed everything in the same manner as before. The difference this time was that an error message came up indicating that they could not deliver to a Post Office box. Yet, they use Canada Post to deliver their products and my “correct” mail address is a Post Office box. As has happened in the past when companies do not include my correct mailing address I receive notification from the post office to update my personal details with the company from whom I make purchases. At issue is the Post Office could refuse delivery without the proper address on the package.

I called the company to let them know that there was a problem with their software not accepting postal box numbers as legitimate addresses. The response was that they knew about this and that they just could not ship to a post office box.

Does this make any sense in a country that is moving away from home mail delivery and forcing everyone to use a post office box for mail? Canadian business get with the program. Especially if you expect to do mail order business or Internet business and ship by postal service.

My second call yesterday was to an on-line company based in New York from which I recently did business and they shipped to my mailing address. As before, I placed my order only and again was told that they were shipping by US Postal service and couldn’t deliver to a post office box. I called the store’s  help line to explain that my mailing address was a box number; they accepted it on my previous order; where is the problem?

For some strange reason their on-line software no longer will allow delivery to Postal Boxes. What a dilemma! In Canada, many of us have two legal addresses–our street address and a mailing address. They are not necessarily the same. Perhaps the solution is to go back to wandering in and out of stores as I used to do when I wanted to buy an item. If that’s the case, I’ll save a lot of money by not shopping unless necessary. Problem solved!

 

 

Abandoning Social Media…
March 14, 2016

I’ve done it! I’ve dumped my Facebook account. It has been on my mind for a long time that as a tool for connecting to those whom I care about, Facebook was not the best choice for me.

Mostly I lurked. It was a place to go to check in and see what family members were up to in their individual lives. Seldom did I interact; it was an opportunity to reassure myself that all was well with the people I care about. I didn’t comment because I really didn’t want to have to connect with anyone other than the few I chose to follow. I am developing into a modern day hermit I guess.

I’ve discovered that I really do like to be alone and private. Heh! What a strange statement for one who is currently writing a post for a Blog. My paranoia with Social Media has been developing for over the past 37 years. In 1979, I was given the opportunity to attend a science and technology symposium in Toronto that became a moment of “foreseeing the future”. I recall leaving the symposium with a friend in a state of shock at the amount of meta-data already being tracked without our being aware. And, I became afraid. It was the beginning of living into the Big Brother world of Orwell’s 1984. And I was afraid!

In 1979, personal computers had just come onto the market. Remember the Commodore PET (Personal Electronic Transactor)? It had about the same computing capabilities as the early computers used in the American Gemini space program. Prior to that I used a mainframe computer at university in 1972 keying in fortran commands on a keypunch machine. It was great fun to send a boxed love letter to my wife typed on keypunch cards in the computer lab. How far we have advanced! Sigh.

The truth is we have bought into the idea of speaking about needing privacy and keeping the government our of our private lives but have been lulled into a time and life-style that tracks everything we do, say, write in a effort to convince us through ads that we need to consume more. So we blithely download and install apps on our cell phones, tablets and computer that must have access to our contact lists, our cameras, our microphones, our call logs, our text logs, our e-mails. This we do, without thinking about or wondering why it is, that an apparent cute app that does such simple stuff as letting us do jigsaw puzzles electronically needs to know so much about us.

More and more I am thinking that living a hermetic Howard Hughes lifestyle is appealing. Think aboutit! Disconnecting from the grid. Pass up the need for a cell phone that we have allowed ourselves to be convinced that we cannot live without. No more texts and distracted driving. No more e-mails. No more reality TV! I could go back to journalling with a pen and a journal. Give up debit cards and credit cards and once again pay cash for what we can afford. Now isn’t that a frightening thought?

It may be the only way that we can once again achieve even a modicum of privacy. Watch out Google +; I’m thinking that you may be the next to go.

GRB

Baffled by Social Media
December 29, 2015

I checked my Facebook page this morning as is my habit every week or so and spent more time attempting to let its creators know that they are way off the mark  meeting my interests. I live in Canada. I estimate that 90% to 95% of the stuff down the right side of my Facebook page has to do with items/issues/sports/news from the United States. Please don’t label me as anti-American because of my thoughts on this, but, most, if not all of the items I see as trending are of little or no interest to me because they are from the US. Were those same stories directly related to me as a Canadian, perhaps I might find them marginally interesting. Mostly, the stuff down the right side of my Facebook page is visual trash that I am unable to lose.

Let’s see. In that right-most column is stuff that is trending (blah!), Pages I might like to follow, People I might like to Friend, Pages I might like to Like, and Games that I might want to play. To date I have found nothing in any of those elements I care to use. The trending stories are ones that I might already run across when I choose to go and read the news on my choice of news providers. I would never choose to link to someone from the friends lists, rather, if I am looking for someone specific, I’ll take the time to search them out at a time to my choosing not because Facebook thinks I need to do it now in order to have a fulfilling life. I don’t like any pages regardless whose they are, what the contents is,  or who has created them. If ever you see my name beside a Like it is probably because I have been careless handling my mouse and has no bearing on whether or not I like what I see. I never–NEVER–play games and I think I have finally done something to block invitations to play games.  In order to be clear, let me repeat, I really NEVER play games on Facebook

Then there is all that stuff down the left-most column that has no apparent relevance to me and cannot be removed. Suffice to say, most of what I experience each time I log into Facebook is visual noise. I think I really have to give some thought to whether I need to even bother with it at all. I suspect I am one of the dinosaurs who still appreciates being in conversation with a warm body immediately adjacent to me in real-time and space that doesn’t involve a keyboard or Siri or Cortana or, …

GRB