online trust: that old chestnut?

every new generation needs to reinvent the wheel in some way.
below is an excerpt from an article in the WSJ on the old chestnut (for us cranky old netdynammers) of “How to tell if someone is lying to you in an email”.
you’ll note that the expert quoted on this is working for the military, and thank goodness us language experts can still get a job paid for out of tax dollars spent on defence.
but wait – why is this so old hat and ho-humifying to the likes of us over 50s?
a cursory search of the netdynam archives using, say, the term ‘trust’, will reveal that the topic was indeed thrashed almost to death back in 1996.. if my memory serves me well…

meanwhile, here’s a bit of what the article has to say on the topic:

It is possible to catch people lying because they often are bad at it, says Tyler Cohen Wood, an intelligence officer and cyber branch chief at the Defense Intelligence Agency’s Science and Technology Directorate, and author of a 2014 book titled “Catching the Catfishers: Disarm the Online Pretenders, Predators and Perpetrators Who Are Out to Ruin Your Life.” (Her views on the subject are her own and not those of her employer, she emphasizes.)

“The majority of people prefer to tell the truth,” says Ms. Cohen Wood. “That’s why when they are lying, the truth is going to leak out.”

There will be clues. To identify them, Ms. Cohen Woods suggests using a modified version of a law-enforcement technique known as statement analysis, which is a way to look for deception by analyzing a person’s words.

To begin with, pay attention to a person’s use of emphatic language. It doesn’t necessarily mean he or she is lying, but rather that he or she really wants you to believe what is being said. This is also the case when a person keeps saying the same thing over and over in slightly different ways. “They wouldn’t repeat it if it wasn’t important to them,” Ms. Cohen Wood says.

Look for language that distances the writer from the intended reader. In person, someone may unconsciously distance himself by crossing his arms in front of him. In writing, he can achieve this same effect by omitting personal pronouns and references to himself from a story.

Say he receives a text that says, “Hey I had a great time last night, did you?” He might reply, “Last night was fun.”

Another technique to watch out for is the unanswered question. You ask, and the other person hedges or changes the subject. Most likely, the person doesn’t like saying no, or doesn’t want to hurt your feelings. But he or she also may also be keeping something from you.

italy trip, instalment4

I continue at last my account of our short trip to Italy earlier this year. All these observations were written quite soon after the days to which I refer, but now, when i re-read them, each seems impossibly remote, and one day is blurred into another in my memory. The entry takes up where i last left off – our overnight stay in the medieval town of Mantova. ….

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space for plants 2 – another country

those three weeks travelling about in my second home recently, got me noticing things i’d already known but hadn’t seen as a thread before that.

people often asked me how it felt to be back in japan after a ten-year gap, and it was hard to explain. it was not like what i was told was the rip van winkle experience of suddenly waking up in the same place and not remembering the time having passed… i was aware that many of my memories of place had been erased – and mainly because when i saw them again i remembered them anew… thus the time having passed was highlighted for me. but at the same time, i felt at home – at ease, not worried – i knew how to get about, how to get things done, everything seemed second nature to me. although i had often felt that i had forgotten how to speak japanese, as soon as i got out of the plane, japanese came out of my mouth unbidden. for me, amusing and very useful.

One thing that i began to notice differently was the presence of plantlife. the attitude or orientation towards plants is not the same as in the west. i do not know how to describe ‘from the inside’ what i feel is this peculiarly japanese orientation, but i did start to observe elements of the urban streetscape in japan, notice relative differences, and then started trying to account for them in my own mind – as maybe related to constraints on space in japan – or at least urban constraints of various kinds.

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last week in finland

My last week in Helsinki, and I’m not ready to go. Spring is in full swing,  and everything looks different.  The temperatures are up in the mid-teens and there’s a warm earthy scent in the air. People are out  on the streets in droves, the sidewalk cafes are like vases full of multi-coloured flowers, the heads and arms of many persons chatting away and gesticulating in the sun. The day is long and the afternoons seem to go on forever. When we go indoors to have an evening meal, it is still sunny when we emerge, the crisp creamy afternoon light on the façade of the building still picking out every bump and colour when we come out  again an hour or so later. The horizon is still light even at 11.30pm—daylight saving has no real meaning here, except maybe to keep pace with the rest of Europe. The horizon with the night sky behind it reminds me of a Magritte painting.

tram stop mannerheim street, spring

tram stop mannerheim street, spring, late evening

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further on finland

Below are some observations made about 2 months previously, just before the advent of the big slush here in Helsinki. In the intervening time I had intended to flesh them out, to write more, to add some photographic extras—but in fact other events intervened, events which distracted me from this purpose and lead me astray. A trip to Sweden, and two to the UK for starters.

Various social encounters also attracted me away from the computer, always in the back of my mind I would imagine coming home and settling down to write or post, but instead I’d collapse slightly exhausted in front of the tv, there to drop off to sleep. And so, small pieces of Helsinki e-critures were left to moulder waiting for their moment in the web-log sun while time as usual marched on.

What follows are pieces on three themes close to my heart: public transport, food, and toilet and bathing facilities. They appear in that order, but this is not to say anything about their relative importance in my life, nor is there any suggestion that these three thematic strands are in any way related.

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to london-birmingham again

We nose the car out of the street and onto the A1, turning left and driving the one kilometre to junction 2 on the M1, where a sign says “THE NORTH”. It is like something in a fantasy novel, and we chuckle as we enter the flow of traffic on the M1 heading towards Birmingham for the second time in a month, feeling as if we might be travelling back to middle earth.

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london, easter

I can’t help it—when I see LHR being attached to my baggage, I get a feeling which is hard to explain. A sense of romance, of promise, of something bigger than me creeps into my mind. It isn’t something you explain in words, but the feeling is there, from just those letters, by themselves, intimating I am going somewhere of great significance. This feeling does not come from seeing the letters SYD either, even though it means I will be going home. It might evoke these feelings if the code for SYD was instead KFS for Kingsford Smith, similar to NY’s main airport being JFK. It does not come when I see NRT, although those letters also speak to me of excitement, visual interest, a world of wonder and possibilities to come. No, it is LHR which creates a special sense. A sense of history and staid conservancy overlaid with memories and feelings from the late 20th century when London was the centre of the cultural universe for a young me interested in fashion, music, and art. It means the place where Concorde regularly took off and landed, and the place which handles the highest frequency of air traffic in the world. It means I am travelling to the capital of the English-speaking world, a cornucopia of a place, a multicultural circus of a place, an old-fashioned, hip-hopping, vibrant and miserable place.

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