Once imagined as the internet of ideas that worldwide web of computers has morphed into a spidery war of mystery and characterless pseudonyms where ones personal friends and relatives invade transparently, the concreteness of their being fading beyond the stratosphere into cyberspace.
My television reminded me that a lot of people have been and are being investigated. It was big news this morning on CP24 that a Toronto Blue Jay out fielder is being investigated by his league for homophobic remarks. I think the first time I began seriously thinking about people watching and investigating was when someone videoed Toronto’s former Mayor using illicit drugs and later in another private location violently cursing someone. These recordings especially the video became the basis of his being removed from office one year before his term was to conclude in accordance with the Municipal Election Act of 2006. That date 2006 caught my attention on a TTC subway car door that said I was being videoed in accordance with another law of 2006 to ensure everyone’s security. And I was surprised to read on social media that Bernard Sander’s wife was being investigated by the FBI, who are also investigating President Trump and his troup’s relationship with Russians. I remember some years back a group of teenagers congregated on my lawn. I told them to sit on their own lawn. When I went out again and looked toward the house of the person they were visiting, one of them held up a cell phone looking device smirking to let me know he was photographing me.
As of yesterday Mr Trump has been exposed as the most sex driven politician who ever wanted to be United States President, probably worse than former President Bill Clinton who it’s said wants to get back into the White House when his wife becomes president.
Exposing Trump based on recordings of his obscene comments, reminds me of the recording in a private home of former Toronto mayor Ford in a stupor ranting about what he’d do to his adversaries. And there’s those video cameras they seem to have on every lamp-post that take your picture as you walk past. I saw some on television: one recently shown on CP24 about three cars videod in the vicinity of a shooting 2 years ago and more recently of several men walking out of the bottom right hand corner of my television shortly after a recent shooting in Riverdale. Sort of reminds me of the time when media devices started functioning as cameras. Some kids who I’d told to get off my lawn held up one of those devices grinning, presumably getting back at me by photographing me from a veranda two doors down.