www.theotherpress.ca Opinions. Dont get disconnected Alternative means of communication should be mandatory By Elliot Chan, Staff Writer dmit it: you’re an important person. People rely on you, and it doesn’t matter if your cellphone is out of battery power or if you're out of town— they still need to contact you. Technology is so accessible now that it would be ridiculous to not embrace it. Some worry that social networks may become an addiction and a waste of time, but the truth is, if you're a procrastinator, you'll have more than Facebook and Twitter to contend with. Distractions come in all forms, and to blame it on one thing is a lie. Like everyone else, I too was initially reluctant to join an online community linking me to all my friends, colleagues, classmates, and even reproachable family members, but it’s a simple way Lowering the bar Fear mongering in bar bathrooms By Avalon Doyle, Contributor t's Friday night and I’m in Langley at Gabby’s Country Cabaret with one of my girlfriends. I’m there to look pretty, dance, and maybe lasso me a cowboy. The last thought on my mind is, “I’m probably going to get the Human Papillomavirus tonight from said cowboy and die of cervical cancer.” It’s the last thought on my mind up until I make a trip to the loo, where I sit reading an advertisement for a HPV vaccination that says, “Don’t get screwed by cancer: get immunized against HPV.” Ads like this are in every bar I’ve been to in the past year, and they’re ridiculous for several reasons. In this example, the copywriters and drug company went for a punchy line over factual accuracy. The vaccine doesn’t protect against all forms of cancer; it can reduce your chances of developing certain strains of cancer associated with HPV. There are many misconceptions about sexual health that already exist in the world, which largely has to do with society’s values associated with sexual acts. I don’t think it’s fair that a huge drug company uses its ad-buying power to perpetuate ignorance, or uses my girls’ night out as a chance to scare me into using their product. My second issue is a much larger one: these ads are another form of slut shaming. Especially the aforementioned ad, “Don’t get screwed...”: the advertisers highlighted “screwed” in red—really driving the point home. As a writer, I know that these words aren’t randomly chosen and the poster isn’t randomly placed. They put it in a bar where girls go out, amp themselves up on a little liquid courage, and maybe think about taking home a cute boy. Then the ad literally catches them with their pants down, bombarding them with an inappropriate message that suggests they will definitely get burned by their sexual habits. of keeping them in my life. You might not share their love of cats or inspirational quotes, and they might not care about your vacation pictures or status updates—but that’s not the point. The point is that you know they are there, and vice versa. If a cellphone is your only lifeline to the world, then you might end up a castaway. News travels fast. If you only get social updates from word of mouth, then odds are it’s already old news. Very few social engagements are arranged face-to-face or even over the phone. Usually there is one person organizing the event, which is a strenuous job in itself, but inviting people is often even more troublesome. Simply being present makes their job a lot easier. If you want to be properly invited, then allow yourself the opportunity. That way, no feelings will be hurt. Privacy is a problem we all deal with in social media. You don’t want your employers seeing your party pictures, and There’s no “You could get this,” or “You might get that.” It’s always “You will get cancer.” It reminds me of a scene from the movie Mean Girls, where the sex education teacher tells the class, “If you have sex, you will get Chlamydia, and die.” Port Coquitlam’s Treehouse Pub is even more abrasive. Their bathroom features an ad from the Canadian Women’s Foundation that reads, “Congratulations, it’s a girl. She has a 50 per cent chance of being physically or sexually abused.” Then the tag line reads, “For girls growing up in Canada, it’s tougher than you'd think.” No shit, Sherlock. I know that—I am a girl. What I'd like to know is where that statistic comes from. Is it 50 per cent because women make up roughly half the population? Again, they choose shock value over helping us to understand the facts. I still have no idea why this is in the women’s washroom. Does the Canadian Women’s Foundation believe women don’t know how difficult and scary it often feels to be a woman in our society? When I was a child, I wasn’t allowed you don’t want disdainful individuals creeping your page. These are circumstances we all have to face alone. The same way you wouldn't leave your front door open for intruders, you also shouldn't leave your Facebook accessible to just anyone. We’re all on different levels of security, so it’s important to recognize the unsavoury ones. In the same way that foregoing insurance is irresponsible, dismissing forms of communication is inconsiderate of yourself and others, whether they depend on you to show up for a coffee date or to meet a deadline. Technology is good. It’s the new generation, and though I might to go outside for recess or ever play beyond an adult's sight because a child-molester was calling my mother every week to talk about me. That man never got to me because my mother and the women around her kept me safe—the cops said they couldn’t do anything unless he hurt me first—and yet the Canadian Women’s Foundation thinks we need to be told to keep women safe. Shouldn’t such an ad be in the men’s washroom? Did anyone know that Gardasil is available for men in Canada? It’s not included in the proposed programs for HPV vaccinations in middle schools—that’s just for girls. I’ve never seen it advertised. I never hear about men being told to take care of their sexual health. In bar bathrooms, advertisers encourage them to try this new beer, or these new smokes. Why not tell them that the vaccine may prevent their penis from breaking out in big, nasty genital warts? Or maybe we should be telling men their little girl has a 50 per cent chance of being physically or sexually abused. The way it is now makes be preaching to the choir, I would also like to suggest that it’s important to teach these means of communication to the elderly. It might seem horrid seeing our parents on the Internet, browsing through our Twitter and reading our blogs, but hey, why should we hoard a good thing? They fill out census forms and they pay their taxes, so why shouldn't they be reachable to the wider world? After all, your home makes you a resident of your community, your job makes you a member of an organization, and your online presence makes you a citizen of the technological world. me feel like I’m being told that it’s my responsibility. It’s my job to keep my precious womb disease-free, and mine alone. Just as I’ve always paid for my birth control and the morning after pill, and just as it’s women who accompany other women to abortion clinics. Sex is a shared act between two consenting adults—or it should be—but the consequences rest on my shoulders alone. I’m not asking for it to be solely a man’s responsibility, either. That would be just as wrong. I’m just asking that if the act is between two people, that advertisers treat the consequences equally. There should be just as much of a push to vaccinate men, and just as much responsibility on them to keep women safe. I’m done with being told I’m wrong for being a sexually expressive, independent woman and that my actions will undoubtedly lead to me being raped, getting HPV, and dying of cancer. The better option would be to stick the ads on the back seat of a cab and make us both think about protecting our sexual health. 15