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The Art of Embarrassing My Dad on His Birthday

Happy Birthday Dad

Dad does not share his daughter’s enthusiasm for social media. In fact, if anything, its something he goes out of his way to avoid…
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…this kinda stuff.

Imagine my surprise when my brother reported my Stepmother –in response to his new found obsession with the iPad– had come up with an idea gift for a gift for one of the most difficult people out there to get gifts for.

He’d been watching Steve Jobs video demonstration religiously.  Apparently, the name didn’t put him off. Nor did the fact that it wasn’t paper.

Analog History

It’s not as though Dad isn’t a computer person.  In 1984, thanks to my Mom, the Speier family was an inaugural Mac adapter. In the 90s, during my college years, Dad provided my first Powerbook and even pushed a modem on me when I had to clue as to…you know, back in the day…

As far as “pads” go (and, yes, its also difficult for me to resist the urge to insert the “maxi” prefix, punctuated by girlie giggles) for as long as I’ve known him, Dad’s been very particular about using those standard spiral bound reporter notepads he routinely purchases in bulk along with the NASA developed Fisher bullet shaped space pens he’s always used.  In other words, Palm Pilots, Crackberrys, iPhones — never held any appeal for my dad.

Yet, there was Stepmom, Mathilde, insisting that this is what Dad keeps talking about. So Mathilde and Bro and Sis-in-law (with little bean on the way) and me all chipped in and presumably, when these monolithic ten commandments becomes available in March or April or whenever it reaches D.C., Dad’s gonna be among the first.

Can you guess who that cute little baby in the photos is?

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Can You Believe My Dad Doesn’t Trust Me With Digital Photos?

Far as Dad’s squeamishness about social media is concerned, I’d no idea why.

From time to time he is loathe to send digital pictures to me and says things along the lines of, “you’re not going to put that on Facebook, are you?” Its almost as though he harbors this fear that I might deliberately post an emberassing picture of him on my blog and it would end up all over the internet.

And why would I do a thing like that?  Especially on his birthday..give me SOME credit, okay?

Ohhhhh, whadda cute pudgie little baby…and whadda big head…ohhh, so, soooo cute…HI Dad!

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Valentine’s Day Politiku

From Susannaspeier.com

Saint Valentine

St. Valentine’s Day –the day originally established to commemorate a priest who defied Claudius II to perform marriage ceremonies against the explicit orders of the tyrannical Emperor’s ruling that young men remain unmarried in order to maintain a strong army –is political in origin.

From Susannaspeier.com

Sex and Politics

The connections made between politics and Valentine’s Day in 2010 however, brings sex scandals to mind.  The public needs to know whether or not their elected officials are having extra-marital affairs as it could reveal a greater history of corruption. A sex scandal will affect public trust and and sometimes, as in the case of John Edwards, even destroy a political career.  Should politicians who are no longer even on the federal payroll continue to get this much media attention, though?

Former Rep. Charlie Wilson (D-TX)

Earlier this week, Amy Anderson, a high school friend, who I recently reconnected with through Facebook, posted Charlie Wilson’s obituary on her Facebook wall.  The retired Congressman’s heart gave out just four days before Valentine’s Day.

From Susannaspeier.com

Photo of the real Charlie Wilson taken a couple of years ago

Wilson, known as much for his womanizing as for his controversial politics, was played by Tom Hanks in the 2007 movie, “Charlie Wilson’s War.”

Mike Nichols’ and writer, Aaron Sorkin’s work on the film was nothing less than sublime in the way it rose above and beyond Hollywood’s pedantic tendency to enlighten the public with pre-packaged moral high ground conceits, wrapped in red tin foil and placed in heart shaped boxes with ribbons around the edge.

Amy, who had interned for Charlie Wilson a decade after events portrayed in the film took place, however, called my attention to other areas that had been, well, Hollywoodized. The buxom secretaries who were referred to as “Charlie’s Angels,” for example, were actually, “really smart” unlike the bubbleheaded bimbos Hollywood had taken the liberty to inflate.

From Susannaspeier.com

The Hollywood and the real Charlie Wilson story.

In honor of the late Saint Valentine as well as the late Charlie Wilson I am featuring Amy’s Politiku in this Valentine’s Day Politiku post.

Amy Anderson Politiku
known for his tales of
too much whiskey and women
but he did much more

Good Time Charlie drank
whiskey and fought soviets
Hanks played him too sweet

tall in suspenders
wearing a crooked toupee
a real deal Texan

Amy Anderson has had many jobs, but her first was an Intern for Charlie Wilson.

Brad MacDonald Politiku

Love and politics
accommodate the extremes.
What is your safe word?

Rebecca Lieb Politiku
Strippers and whores aren’t
on the valentines day tab
this year, Blackwater.

Brandon Ruckdashel Politiku
Obama and John
Were two sides of the same coin
A Hope turned to naught

From Susannaspeier.co


Mistress with child and John Edwards
Melissa Parrish Politiku

roses a good choice
for wife of an official.
what to get mistress?

Ken Wheaton Politiku
VD also stands
for venereal disease
so back off Cupid.

Wei Shin Politiku
South Carolina?
Nay, Sanford’s Valentine’s in
South America.

From Susannaspeier.com

Governor Mark Sanford

Much as I find the actions that brought about the sex scandals distasteful, I also fear the obsessive public fixation on them might be harming us more than we realize.

I wont pretend that sex scandals are less interesting than a 2,000 word health care overhaul bill. I will, however stipulate that if we recognize the collective tendency to turn sex scandals into media magnets and then make an active choice to only follow subsequent investigations if they serve the public interest, we could find a better use for our time and attention.

Susanna Speier Politiku
Okay, Congressman…
…bring back the Public Option
and I’ll sleep with you.

Pending approval by The Huffington Post’s editorial staff, the complete version of this article and several other fabulous Politiku on this topic will post on my Huffington Post Column as “Sex Scandal Politiku.”

Please follow @Politiku on Twitter, as well.
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Social Media 101: when in doubt, Vark

From Blog Archive

It isn’t difficult to ‘get’ social media

That is, it isn’t difficult so long as you avoid empty caloried, time sucking applications involving cupcakes, first person dog profiles and ‘Which 80s sitcom characters are you’ quizzes on Facebook.  Linkedin’s also great.  Be aware, however that, though a great business resource, is more of a supplementary research tool as its unspontaneous and self-sterilizing nature kind of prevents it from being much else.

Twitter is a culture

Of all social media, twitter offers the ultimate flexibility in terms of branding and rapid niche connecting.  Though a ton of stuff is being written about it, IMHO, if you just follow “Trust Agents” author Chris Brogan’s tweets, read his blog posts and check out his streamed webinars, you should be fine.  Chris is like that super nice summer camp councilor all the girls had crushes on because, well, because he was so nice.  Brogan is humanizing, fair, community oriented and seems to perpetually exudes this ability to make more friends in a day than many make in a year.  Given that trust and transparency are his credo, his personality is hard to resist.

Listen to the linguists

As cerebral as Chris Brogan is warm, fuzzy, entertaining and anecdotal, when it comes to Web content, linguist Ginny Redish is clear, focused and streamline.  Her definitive book on the topic, “Letting Go of the Words” is mercifully readable and thankfully user oriented.  Be prepared to apply design principles to your words and expect to emerge with an updated arsenal of margin notes, color coding, Sans Serif, chunking and  contextual clarity.  Redish’s book so thorough that it is really the only actual investment you’ll need to make to learn about writing for the web.

Arianna Huffington is blogging, okay?

Though social media stars are generally famous for something achieved outside of their viral social media realm, with bloggers that is not necessarily the case.  Think of Perez Hilton.  Arianna Huffington is the living embodiment of the new media blogging superstar and her status is will deserved.  The Huffington Post provides everything from Pelosi to Politiku (the latter of the two, being a passion project of yours truly:-)  “The Huffington Post Complete Guide to Blogging” is about as comprehensive as it gets.  As with, “Letting Go of the Words” once you’ve got it, you can go ahead and return your big yellow For Dummies volumes to the bookshelf…right back where you found them.

Knowing how to ask

Whether it’s where to go to learn more about SEO optimization, or how to treat a cat’s eye infection, be keyword sensitive, bearing in mind that a computer is categorizing your question. Aardvark.com (with a url that uses the shortened, Vark.com) will try and match the question to someone who can answer. Set up an account and it hooks you in through your Facebook network. Vark is undoubtedly one of social media’s best kept secrets. Not only is it a great when all else fails option. It’s also actually a good place to start your research.

When in doubt, Vark

As with Social Media, blogging has no epicenter.  Also, like the others it offers multiple entry points with multiple hubs around which multiple identities can cluster and congregate. What is different with Aardvark is that it is information, as opposed to personality, driven.  Questions are matched with compatible information providers who, like everyone registered on Aardvark, is encouraged to both ask as well as respond to questions.  If the answers the current online members aren’t doing it for you, you have simply to resubmit and Aardvark will send on to the next round.  Still not working, then resubmit.  Still not?  Then use Vark to ask someone on Vark to help you understand what’s going on.

If you’re into this kinda stuff, you should also be sure to check out the post about how Daylight Saving Time and how Google trends can lead you grammatically astray.

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Isn’t displaying DNA 11 wall art kinda like wearing your social security number on your sleeve?

DNA portraits are available through a company called DNA 11 for prices starting as low as $199 USD.  Granted, it’s a prohibitively expensive luxury that I would never consider in this kinda economy but at the same time, despite being a sucker for this kinda stuff and despite the fact its a prohibitively expensive luxury

From Blog Archive

in this kinda economy, the real reason I believe people outta think twice before endeavoring to embark on one of these –point of no return– DNA reads is because if someone is not too paranoid to wear his or her DNA on his or her sleeve, then perhaps he or she should be.  And if confused by what it is I’m saying everyone outta be paranoid about, have you ever seen that movie, Gattaca?

Not that I’m not still deep-deep-down, secretly wishing I was one of those happy few.  And if you happen to be, one of those happy few who saw the movie, Gattaca in 1997 and twelve years later are able to look back and reflect upon it as though it were something as dated as, say, retro-futurist-revisionist nostalgia is (when executed poorly, at any rate) then I envy you.  I envy you for living your life unencumbered by Andrew Niccol’s doom and gloom prophetic dystopia that bodes will all one day find ourselves in a Prada clad, dystopia starring Ethan Hawke, Uma Thurman and Jude Law but —okay— back to my original point.  My original point here is that, I have neither the stupidity nor the faith in humanity to invest a three to fourdiget sum in customized wall art, screen savers, Facebook avatars and business cards that will publicize the my genetic info to anyone who bookmarks the permalink.  Fact is, you couldn’t pay to publicize something so utterly, personal, fatalistic and inalterable!  And lest you think I’m making a mountain outta a mole here, lemme re clarify the context, again:  if the sickest team of glypheratti wanted to transform your social security digits into visually and conceptually fly wall art, would you comply?

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Best reviews of Mad Men Season 3 and why I don’t “Mad Men” myself on Facebook

MadmenBlueStumbled across a Mad Men Season 3 Newsweek review that I found particularly lively, in that it gently interweaves the obvious and un-obvious allegorical nuances of the epic.  Decided to further investigate.  Blogger Dan O’Brien, understandably, prob gets a zillion times as much traffic as I do and his “Why You are an Idiot for Not Watching Mad Men” shows why. I’m cheating a bit by adding my friend Hollie’s blog entry about MM, since it’s actually about Season 1 and not 3 but truth to be told, Hollie’s blog is well worth reading in its entirety. Not only has she gone from being an actor to being a staffed writer on Cold Case in a period of a little over a year due to sheer determination, dedication and talent, but her insights about on-screen chemistry (which come from her acting talent and training) are actually applicable to all seasons, not just 1 or 3. In fact, while we’re backpedaling, I’d have to say that New York Magazine’s patented Don Draper Likability Index covering seasons 1 and 2 is still pretty fresh. Finally, please forgive my laziness (I’m not really lazy but I do really have to get started on my job hunt now, being that its a Friday and everything) if you really want to read Mad Men reviews, this metacritic link’ll be you there is no time flat. If I had more time, I’d try and dig up commentary on the music and on the cinematography and set design but that’d be another entry, I guess. Okay, so one more thing before signing off. For those of you wondering, why –despite the fact I can’t remember being this far gone over a show since Commander-in-Chief (which is actually what got me to start watching television for the first time since I was a teenager) there is a very specific reason that I don’t “Mad Men” myself on Facebook, The Costume was uncomfortable.  I adapted.here goes: while I loved working with this creative powerhouse during Season 2 and am not at all surprised to see Janie’s vision going viral in the form of the Mad Men Yourself phenom, I am apprehensive about embracing avatar altering fan rituals because, I dunno.  It’s not really where or who I’m at, I guess.  Then there are also those articles my dad forwarded me about virused Flash downloads and finally, because I’ve already got pics of my Mad Men’d self from the two Season 2 episodes I was in and I got em w/out downloading problematic software!

Click here to read my post about the Mad Men Season 3, episode 12 Kennedy Assassination episode titled “The Grown Ups.”

Click here for a bit of a babbley thought well intended (was new to blogging and didn’t get how spacing for the web and headers worked) and comprehensive description of my experience working as a featured background performer on the Mad Men, Season 2 episodes Three Sundays and Six Month Leave.

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Anecdotal Ode to Digital-ness


Empathy Politiku now on Huffpo. Thanks to the stellar line of contributors it was, well, stellar.  Even got syndicated at the top of the NYTimes.com Headlines around the web section last Thursday!!  The editors have, since then, archived it on their Blogrunner Souter retrospective page.

Started Tweeting, finally.  Since Politikus are so all-consuming when I work on them I started two Twitter accounts:  @SusannaSpeier (to Tweet and get Tweeted by re everything under the eventually-to-be-exploding Sun) and @Politiku (so individual Politikus can be syndicated as autonomous entities).  Tweets, with their 160 character limit, kinda lend themselves to that, anyway.  Plus, it enables the stuff submitted too late to include on Huffpo to circulate.

Boyfriend and I went to the Apple Store yesterday.  Generous, classy and supportive guy that he is, he wanted to get me an iPhone 3G and help me cover the cost of switching from Verizon to AT&T for my birthday.  Found the applications kinda cumbersome, tho.  Plus, it’s kinda slow.  Decided to wait for the new one to come out —it’ll be over twice as fast— and so he shopping spreed me with a flurry of breezy Gatsby-esque summer attire.

Facebook’s new staking a claim in ones own name land rush thing will be the end of Facebook, according to Douglas Rushkoff (who I met over a post-root canal reading at the Corneila Cafe St. circa 2000). Doug is pyrotechnic-ally brilliant (according to my own observations and also according to Joshua Goldberg) and so consequently I’m gonna hang back, like Doug is, and let whoever want to claim my name, claim my name.  Given the fact
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I’m the only Susanna Speier out there, whoever else might try to claim would do so for the loathsome purpose of selling it back to me at a premium and so, as a result, I wont ever try and steak a claim on a Facebook Vanity plate.

The beginning of the end of my Facebook relationship and I don’t even care.  Well, I sort of don’t.  See, I’m one of those people that thrives on interactions with others.  It energizes me.  Facebook birthday wall wishes were posting in throughout the day…spanning what, I think, was every single era of my life from elementary school on and I found this extraordinary.  Okay, I promised an ode so here goes:
(try and imagine this as though scored by a minimalist composer)

Huffpo, Twitter and the iPhone’s nixed
now, according to Doug Rushkoff,
Facebook self-deep-sixed
due to the failure of their gold rush land grab.

And if this occurs
if Facebook simply poofs and vanishes
due to the failure of their gold rush land grab
or dissipates into ether through the sublimation process
then, oh how I will miss those birthday wall posts.

The utterly unequivocal birthday wall posts.
Those Birthday wall posts.  When someone from each and every era of your life emerges from the digital woodwork in order to wish you happiness.

Birthdays can be scary,
Birthdays can be strange,
Birthday can even be lonely,
Wrought with fear and loss and longing and dissatisfaction,
due to everything you have thus far failed to achieve of obtain.

But when your friends
from each and every era of your life
and time zones all around the globe
and zones south of the equator
where the leaves are turning red and gold,

When your family your former classmates, your colleagues and even your acquaintances all take the time to post a Happy Birthday
then that is a truly Happy Birthday
it is, in fact, the kind of Happy Birthday
that makes me hope that Doug Rushkoff
is wrong about the end of Facebook
or at least, makes me wish that Facebook would
dispense with the vanity domain concept
and go back to the old ways
of random numerically coded domains.

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An ENFP’s Facebook Network Meets the Meyers Briggs

I’d taken the Meyers Briggs Personality Test my first year of college when, a friend who was obsessed with the test, made it a pre-req for camaraderie.  A recently laid off INFJ friend credited the Meyer’s Briggs for guiding her through an agonizing, yet successful, post-layoff job quest.  After a grueling three month search, she managed to land a vast improvement over the previous gig.  A champion for the Meyers Briggs, she guessed, before I even told her, that I was an ENFP.  ENFP, that is, with a particularly strong “E”.  And for those of you not familiar, ENFP is Extroverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Perceiving.
Yesterday I took another slightly different version of the test online.  ENTP.  Interesting.  The “feeling” variable had switched to “thinking” but the rest was the same.  Went and found a third version of the test online in order to break the tie.  ENFP.  Yep, feeling, extrovert that I am, my entire Facebook was told and is now all buzzing Meyers Briggs.
A couple of my ENFP friends had announced themselves within minutes and others soon followed.  Eventually, even an INTJ (Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, Judgmental) shared his Meyers Briggs category before retreating back into his cave again.  A couple of other “I” friends discussed the Meyers Briggs with me privately but requested that I withhold their names from any blog entries or “Wall to Wall” Facebook chats.

ENFP - “Journalist”. Uncanny sense of the motivations of others. Life is an exciting drama. 8.1% of total population.

Free Jung Word Choice Test (similar to MBTI)
personality tests by similarminds.com

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