Recently in Edmonton, a 29 year old man Jayme Pasieka was taken into custody for the violent killings of several dark skinned males, at his workplace at Loblaws warehouse in Edmonton.
Whenever these horrible and absurd actions of violence happen, they always get national news coverage, and after the initial shock wears off. The first thing we all want to know is “Why?”. This question gives reporters endless volumes of content to fill the airwaves with and a captivated audience, that is what this post is all about;
“Why did Jayme Pasieka stab his co-workers at Loblaws Warehouse?”
For Good Effect… answer this poll before Proceeding.
Everyone has those pivotal moments of introspection in their lives where they realize certain things about themselves, whether its the day an overweight person sees themselves not living past 60, or the drug addict having that “aha” moment during an episode of intervention.
There are those moments in life that you simply cant ignore.
Recently I was reading a book called “Socialnomics” by Erik Qualman, as suggested by the president of the company I work for; and it discussed how social media has made us more productive.
I initially that, “WHAT…. PRODUCTIVE? It causes us to lose hours of our lives, simply strolling through creeping youtube vids, or creeping peoples profiles, and living vicariously through “The Rocks” Twitter account.
Then there is the wasted moments, where instead of enjoying the emotional throes of a situation, you stop to take a picture. Posting a shot of that Cupcake, or instead of toasting to a group of friends, you post for a picture to be uploaded to strangers instagram, hashtagged #yolo if you have a birth date that allowed you to grow up thinking hogwarts was a real place.
How could it possibly, in any way, be able to make us more productive.
It justified it by being able to save people trips to the grocery store because as they wait in line they could check facebook and send their kids back to grab a certain recipe. It mentioned how now people can learn how to do things themselves on youtube, making them more efficient.
But I still don’t think it quite downplayed the social time wasters that social media lends it to…
Like Candy Crush…
Not since Farmville have we seen a facebook game so effectively pacify a broad sampling of the general population!
However he brought up an interesting point, it allowed one to explore their past.
He brought up how most people have this lingering concern with HOW MUCH they have uploaded about themselves. How they go back and delete, or hide, or re-deploy their digital social lives. Everyone wonders where out there, that old Nexopia profile is hiding, waiting to come back and bite you in the ass.
At least thats where they were a few years ago, back when Facebook was like crack, and we would spend hours arguing with one another. There was this sudden explosion of conversation on the internet. It was the first time we ever really interacted with HUNDREDS of people we knew. It was the first time we ever had to worry about what someone was “saying about us on the internet”.
Plain and simple, we recognize the rate of which our word can explode. We all learned together, how to “RE-BOOT” our thoughts about how humans interact. Kids today now are literally born with a facebook presence.
That is an epiphany that we had to endure, that they will take for granted. Think about that, how happy are we that we got lucky enough to do some pretty dumb shit, before pictures could be instantly uploaded to the internet before we got a chance to sober up….
Social media has made us then transform our communication to represent positivity, we quickly learned that it would be easy to be hurt if we worried about what others thought. It became a world where we had to just keep positive because if we stoked a fire, we might get burnt in the process. There was a transformational twist in society, and we went from needing to make sure others knew what we thought, to now, not wanting to know what others thought and essentially only bragging on the internet.
“Look what Im eating”
“Look at what amazing thing Im eating”
“Heres 75 pictures of the baby, that has completely made my life, while it crushed my dreams, left me struggling, broke, and dealing with a gambling addict deadbeat dad for 18 years”
This isn’t because we stopped caring what others thought, we’re getting to that point though. First we needed to go through a stage of realizing how much it hurt to care about what others thought, and to simply shell up, and keep ourselves hidden. To pretend that “that isn’t like us”.
We were in our social media Puberty.
We were all masturbating to the sear christmas catalogue, but were too embarrassed to tell each other about it. We all had things we were wondering, we all had complaints, frustrations, but we didn’t want to admit it.
If we did, we simply say the 21st century equivalent to 15 hail mary’s by re-tweeting a bunch of pictures of cute cat videos. Effectively washing our social media sins down the drain with forced communicative labour.
Then the equivalent of the celebrity paparazzi comes along and you get posted on “The Dirty”, or maybe you didn’t, but someone you know did. Maybe its someone you like, or don’t, or after seeing the post switched one another. But the point is, almost all of us have in some way interacted with that site. Either directly or indirectly.
We learned that pictures could be posted of us, attached to words of truth or false, and they would be discusses as fact regardless, without us having any control, whatsoever. Without us having any recourse. Small fortunes have been made selling e-books and “kits” by discovering the sheer number of Google Searches for;
“How to get your post deleted off the Dirty”
Eventually learning that you are legally handicapped with 16th century censorship laws regarding “Free Speech” being integral to a free thinking society.
Not too sure about how one angry woman posting another angry woman’s face, and a second FAKE picture of her with a banana in her ass, STEM FIRST, on the internet for her boss to see, is necessary to have a free nation…. but alright.
I guess the politicians and celebrities who have the ability to make real change in this world figured it was about time the rest of us could be exposed for OUR little scandals since their lives are constantly scrutinized. I bet they giggle a little bit when they see us freak out about people judging us online.
But guess what, its here to stay, and even what we can control, and delete isnt going away. So we got to this stage of simply not giving a fuck. Now we have all seen enough peoples dirty laundry get posted on the internet to know we are all pretty fucked up from time to time. We all make mistakes, we all put our pants on one leg at a time, and occasionally fall asleep with them around our ankles on a toilet.
So now Social Media allows us to really look back at our lives, now that we keep mostly to positive braggadocios behavior, we can look back and assess if the “Bests” or our lives are still in line with our values today.
Sometimes people who at one point were so proud of their party lives, are later prone to brag about how they no longer love partying and now brag about the amazing dessert they are baking for their family, then realizing those are making you fat, and that now they brag about how “abs are made in the kitchen”…. in their first two weeks of dieting.
When so quickly piled on top of one another its easy to see that we are forced to reflect on our last week, and last life, as we clean up our profiles and erase passed moments. We are no longer trying to pretend they didnt happen. We know they did, and we are just saying goodbye to those old ways and being positive about the present. The faster, and more often we do this, and the more effective we get at assessing our choices, the better we can improve ourselves.
So make some time to go though your digital life and read your own story, find your obsessions, and see what maybe needs to change in your life. Im gonna go read a few of the posts that I have delete off this blog. Maybe I will make them public again soon?
I was talking with a guy at work, let’s call him Dodger. He’s an older guy in the biz, been in a few years. He has that Golden Retriever type temperament.
Some guys are just old war Hero’s that have this cock swagger of James Bond thing goin on – which is cool – but sometimes you get some real pieces of information from this guy, delivered in a way you almost feel obligated to respect. Yet never doubt it because your guy says he’s spot on.
I was talking about how I don’t know what to say when people remark on my sales throughout the day. I don’t see anything special. I’m just a 7 or 8 car guy, just twice as stressed out about making money, who works double the hours.
New people sometimes ask how I did a little above average or got the hang of it a litter quicker than normal. All I really can say is that I really wanted to. I just wanted to get past that awkward moment where you’re new and get to be good so I listened to everything the best had to say. I realized that there was probably a ton of ways to get it accidentally right, but from owning a business I learned that ‘accidentally right’ is just laziness. I would see it as laziness from my staff.
If anyone had anything to say that might help me sell more cars, it was the guys who have to go home every day after trying to teach people how to do what they know to be as second nature.
So I tried to listen to them and know WHY they want me to act a certain way, and what mistakes they learned from not doing it that way. Kind of like learning how to not get hurt on a rig. There was both body and mind tricks to make sure you didn’t catch yourself in a tight dangerous spot on a worksite, so it’s kind of like how to not get yourself into a bind in a sale, surely this could be beneficial to me.
Then I heard someone say “tell em what you’re gonna do, then do what you say you’re going to do, then tell em what ya did” and that made sense.
We all know it’s the right thing to say, to pronounce that we care, and that we will check in on them, and that we trust this to be the best vehicle for them.
But it’s another thing to actually do it.
I realized how big this was, to ACTUALLY give a fuck. If you could just honestly, try to really appreciate and give a fuck that these people parted with 40 or 50 THOUSAND dollars and 5-7 years of their LIVES, to a decision they make THAT DAY. When they go through that, they need to know you give a fuck like a doctor has to give a fuck when you’re on a table bleeding to death.
I honestly can’t WAIT to call my customers in the snow and hear how awesome their cars are in the snow compared to the last one.
To hear how yes. Their car IS still running great and how helpful this has been for the family. How YES they are happy still and don’t need another one. Because the minute they aren’t happy with it, they will be waiting for my call to say;
NO! This vehicle is no longer good enough”, I can get them a new one right away.
I think if there is any kind of advantage, it’s not the words, or that I’m smarter, or that I have some kind of “gift”. I’m just an average guy that’s stressing more, because I really worry about how happy my customers are……. And I think my guests can sense that? Maybe it’s just a little extra openness and letting them know I really actually want them to be happy, because you can appreciate the money they are spending, and understand it’s not about the profit, or the payment, it’s not about how much they want to see for their trade in.
It’s about you GETTING, that this is a huge decision for them, and it’s just your day job. But that if you actually give a fuck, they might pick up on that.
First of all, HAPPY CANADA DAY! That is what I was thinking about at the time of this writing.
I’ve been trying to wrap my head around this thought for about an hour or so, and every time I try to think of a good start, I Cannot seem to do it.
Starting is the hardest part about writing, to try and find a great opening, in a world of so much conversational obscurity, where this odd form of pseudo english has taken over and now we express enjoyment in an instant and represent it as three quick swings of the finger. Instead of actually finding GREAT moments to TRULY laugh out loud, like spending time with family, or doing something ACTUALLY funny. Much of our lives exists communicating via a text, or Facebook, and for a person who genuinely wants to share interesting thoughts.
Trying to get attention can be difficult.
So trying to come up with an opening sentence that will make you go past the common “tweet” of 140 characters can be a challenge.
Beating a Cat picture in a contest for attention with a Facebook status of 420 characters! That’s hard, trying to get you to spend a good 20 minutes reading something? Nearly Impossible.
So I listen to music, and today, for some reason, I decide to listen to “Brand New Music” and then “Todays Club Bangers“… not my usual music. And it start with this REALLY badass song by Rihanna.
After I heard the song “Money falling from the Sky” it all clicked it like a clear line, and I knew how to communicate this idea. It was suddenly being to be able understand you can see the forest through the trees.
For years I have been trying to figure out what my wealthiest smartest friend meant when he said;
“You can’t see the Forest through the Trees”.
Suddenly being proven untrue and I had a clear line of site through the forrest. I guess thats why the original quote was; “You cannot see the forrest for the trees”.
When you end it with “Through” the trees it implies that you can. You see an image in your head of seeing through trees. It has the wrong effect. When you end it “….for the trees” You think of walking face first into the the trees in your way.
One needs to occasionally stand back in life.
We can do that here in Canada.
Money is literally falling from the sky, what a great country we live in, and now, an Amazing world! You have to think about what the world was like when America came to be. There was still widespread colonial living, servants and slaves, people who were so beaten down that all they did was exist to work and sleep. Never free to enjoy creative expression or emotion.
Here we are spending much of our lives experiencing laughter one ‘LOL’ at a time. Often barely showing any sign of REAL human emotion.
Yet, its is a lot better than what it was in many ways. Some people decided to spend their lives trying to find a new home. To find a land of opportunity, a fresh start. A new beginning for a higher intelligence, and respect for humanity. They came to North America and by comparison, attempted to build a land that would be considered Paradise, by comparison. A place where people could work, and be free, where people could be themselves, and have the freedom to succeed beyond their wildest dreams. For them to find out what they are truly good at and potentially enjoy limitless happiness…. again… in comparison to the way things were.
You could come here, and work really hard, and get lots of opportunities to create your own greatness, and you could also choose to be rather ordinary and participate in the greater good for a fair wage. Rather than just do what you were told because you had no choice and to not do so would result in starvation or persecution.
Princes had to be kings, not teachers, and Teachers couldn’t be porn stars too.
So as you can see, it was a dark time.
Now we have these two countries that start this new Idea of freedom, and enjoyment gained for effort expended. Where intelligence is valued more than simple entitlement. Where the spirit of the person can come out.
A place where a person from India can mix butter chicken with a Poutine, and not be stoned for altering a sacred recipe with a foreign cultures cheesy gravy filled concoction of greasy goodness.
But that is Canada and yes, EVEN Americas crazy greatness, how could you get a more Canadian meal that Maple dipped Salmon over Rice, or any of the shit that Hudsons Canadian Taphouse makes for that matter!
When North America was first being developed, Racism was slavery and war built around culture and colour.
Now? Racism is me saying that North America is great because brown people have found out how to make a fortune in convenience. Whether it be driving taxis, or owning 7-11’s they are amazing at capitalizing on the human nature of desiring convenience.
Racism today would be me implying that Black people have found a home in North America by exploiting their own ability to be a public physical spectacle. It’s like Chris Rock Said;
Foot ball basket ball soc cer golf track… soon as they make a heated hockey rink we’ll take that shit too!
but it’s TRUE!!! They get paid millions of dollars to do it too!
And of course, the Jews just made banks to finance the people who exploit their ability to create amazing things you can’t afford, and then lend you the money to buy it!
I am sure that most ethnicities from slavery and destitution would gladly trade a little racial satire for being beaten to death for being born with a tan.
We live in a truly free country that is only getting more free. People keep talking about the 1% and how many billionaires their are. They secretly know that its people PASSING them, but they act as if its them being greedy.
When slavery was abolished, your random white guy had centuries of established success. Yet about a hundred years later, there are millions of those people now surpassing you. Women, who weren’t really made free to work, vote, and be their own people until about.. 1970, are now fast becoming millionaires, ahead of the random white male.
How can we possibly imply that in our world, we are going in the wrong direction. The way we do things has infected the world and all over the planet people are getting more and more free than they ever have been. More and more rich than they ever have been. More and more able to work, live longer, eat healthier, have less physical work and more intellectual stimulation.
This world is faster than ever before, becoming a better place for everyone. By comparison, Money is literally Falling from the Sky…
…and it all started with the decision for a few hundred people to say FUCK THIS, and hop in a boat sailing off into the oceanic abyss, to come to this new land full of trees and empty land, to build something from scratch.
And you think your job is hard?
Be fucking thankful you come from the best Country in North America… CANADA.. and if you’re from the United States?
Well, we can be friends for a little While.
Happy Fucking Birthday North America…. Let’s drunk dial England 🙂
I want to know what it was like when you last purchased a vehicle?
I will be selling Chrysler Dodge and Jeep in Edmonton at Southtown Chrysler very shortly, and I would like to know what it was like for people when they purchased a car, or even went shopping. I myself have bought 3 brand new cars and one used car from a dealership, with a variety of experiences. I would like to hear yours.
What did you like about your car buying experiences? What didn’t you like? What has it been like after owning your car? This information is so widely available online, but I would like to see any unique opinions from people close to me.
Please Share. You can do so in a comment on this blog, or e-mail me privately at AdamSand@me.com