

Australia recently passed a ban on social media use for minors under the age of 16, and other countries look to be doing similar things too. I am strongly opposed to this measure, but to begin with, I want to get one thing out of the way: I understand the motive behind this. The harms of social media are well-documented in contributing to negative self-image and right-wing extremism, and while I think some tend to overdramatize the effects for shock value (like in The Social Dilemma), these are massive concerns. The kids are depressed and alt-right. As you can see, these are pretty simple reasons. Simple is also how I would describe the thought process behind Australia’s measure. Legislators thought, “ooh, there’s a problem with this thing, how about we ban it?” and pretty much left it at that.
Regulations like these come from a protect-the-children perspective that tries to come up with a moral argument for such restrictions to garner popular support, especially if they lead to invasions of privacy. Those arguments have been made with many, and while I agree with them, my opposition is also due to something else. The problem is, in the midst of discussions of bills like this, there’s a perspective that’s being left behind, the marginalized teens who, for whatever reason, are unable to build meaningful connections in their physical environment. For these people, the people they get to know and connect with online are an important and positive element of their lives, and taking that away would be a net negative. I know this very well because I was one of them.
When I was a kid in elementary school, I was quite an outgoing and sociable person. I loved to read and learn about things, and naturally I wanted to share my interests with others. The problem was, those around me did not reciprocate. At best, people just didn’t understand how to interact with me, and saw me as a novelty. At worst, they excluded me, told their kids to distance themselves from me, or acted antagonistic to the point my parents chose to uproot themselves as well as me to help get away from all that. As I grew older, things did improve a bit and weren’t as bad as my original elementary school, but I still felt an insurmountable social gap between myself and my peers. It was a pretty lonely time.
In 2020, that changed. With free time on my hands, I started to spend more time on my hobbies, and in particular, I joined online forums and group chats related to them. For the first time in my life, I got to talk to people who actually understood my interests, and shared them. I spent hours talking with them about our shared interests, and we eventually deemed a rapport of a proper friend group, talking about the things in our lives, the good and bad. Some of those online friendships turned into real-life friendships I guarantee I wouldn’t have had otherwise. That gave me a sense of optimism and self-confidence that still persists today. Without them, I honestly don’t know who or where I’d be.
In my time in some of the communities I was in, I noticed another thing. A lot of the people I got to know had complicated lives. Some were closeted queer or questioning teenagers with unsupportive family, or living under right-wing governments. Some had dysfunctional or abusive family dynamics and needed a sense of community and support. Some, like me, struggled with the effects of neurodivergence or mental illnesses. My experience with them helped me learn I had undiagnosed autism. I found out there was a reason for my social isolation, and that there were people out there who were a lot like me. I just had to find them. For myself and many others, having these connections online helped us feel grounded, appreciated, and in some cases, even helped prevented people from doing something drastic.
That being said, I’m not tone-deaf. There are issues that need to be addressed. As I stated earlier, there are abusers who seek to exploit vulnerable teens by forcing them into doing harmful and in some cases even illegal things. These were concerns in the communities I was in, although thankfully there were responsible individuals who did their best to get rid of them. There’s also the larger fact that the networks we interact on are controlled by corporations who care more about their bottom lines than they do about keeping anyone of any age safe. However, I don’t think the solution to these issues is simply taking away access to something that serves as a lifeline to marginalized teens, to people like I was. At best, it’s demoralizing, and at worst, it puts people at risk.
Our governments have to take steps to address these challenges. I am perfectly willing to voice their concerns so that we can find actual solutions to helping minors, and I believe many others are as well. I’d like to see more action taken against abusers, to create online safe spaces where minors can safely interact, moderated by trusted adults who know how to responsibly intervene. I want stronger child protection laws and foster care systems that let children escape bad family situations without the danger of losing their futures. I want a pushback against so-called “parental rights” laws that seek to push at-risk kids to suicide. The day governments stop engaging in cheap reactionary populism and start addressing these issues with the care they deserve is the day I’ll know they’re truly interested in protecting our children and helping them thrive.
I wrote an opinion piece on the need for electoral reform in British Columbia for The Peak. Have a read:
I visited Robson Square for the first time this weekend, and was greeted by the Canopy light installation. Beautiful.
One thing I’ve noticed in my time back in Metro Vancouver: many places lack sidewalks. In Edmonton, you’ll find a sidewalk everywhere apart from industrial areas. Meanwhile, outside of Vancouver & Burnaby, there are lots of residential streets with no sidewalks or curb cuts whatsoever.
This weekend, I revisited my old neighbourhood in Richmond for the first time in over a decade. It was interesting to see my old home and all the places my family used to frequent. I had mixed feelings seeing my old school, as it was a large part of the reason we left for Alberta.
This paints an interesting contrast.
I am tired.
Tired of the fact that for the past few years, I have to go out with an N95 mask in the summer. Tired of the raging headache and the mild urge to throw up I have because for 3 minutes today I forgot to do that. But it’s not just that.
I’m tired of the floods and landslides we’ve had to see in so many parts of the world over the last few years, and that these seem to only be increasing.
I’m tired of the fact that in large parts of the world, including India, the country where I was born, temperatures and humidity go so high that on some days, being outside can kill you.
I’m tired of this country burning up every year, of incidents like Fort McMurray, Lytton, Jasper, and others I am certainly not forgetting about. Tired of the fact we somehow haven’t internalized that last year the fires even entered our cities.
I’m tired of weather becoming more intense, as the number of days with moderate weather seem to decrease year-by-year.
I’m tired because these things have been so normalized that they just meld the intense background white noise that seems to surround us all these days, leaving us with no ability to react.
But I’m not just tired. I’m only 19. I wasn’t even a month old when the Kyoto protocol was signed. I was 11 when the Paris climate agreement came into force. But what was even the point of that? The planet is getting hotter. Things are getting worse, and this is just the start. So I’m not just tired, I’m angry.
I’m angry that the climate crisis will only get worse, and my generation and those that come after us will bear the brunt of the burden. Those growing up now will never know a world where things weren’t like this.
I’m angry that our leaders don’t seem to grasp the magnitude of this, or at least don’t seem to care.
I’m angry that last May, when these fires were raging on, we had an election going on, and on the topic of climate, both our major parties said nothing.
I’m angry that in this province, so much energy is spent on discussing the fossil fuel industry, to the point that it isn’t a mere industry anymore. We’ve managed to get our province addicted to the very thing that is destroying us, and that we’ll constantly make excuses for it.
I’m angry because I fully expect that people who see this will do just that, for we must not dare speak about the climate crisis, for we risk angering our deity of Oil & Gas.
I’m angry because I sound insane when saying this, but it’s true, and I’ve been a part of it myself.
I’m angry that this petrostate of mind we’re all trapped in gives us a false choice between our livelihoods and our lives.
Maybe in a few days, when the air outside stops serving as a reminder of the dire situation we’re in, when heat records stop being broken, I’ll be able to get back to normal, making excuses for our continued participation in this disaster and ignorance of the stakes at hand. But the destruction of Jasper changed things for me, and I don’t think I’ll be able to do that anymore.
Maybe in some days I’ll go back to having more of a positive outlook, that even despite the problems that we will face, there are still things we can do to mitigate the harms, to make the best we can out of this situation. Maybe with enough people do that instead of making excuses, we’ll get to a point where we won’t have to make these false choices.
But not today. My headache still lingers, and I’m tired.
I’ve been a resident of Edmonton for 7 years, and I’ve spent most of that time within the Edmonton itself, save for a few trips to the national parks, where I got to see bits of Calgary, but didn’t truly get to experience it myself. Recently, I did get the chance, and spent the day there. Here’s what I think.
This may be a bit of green grass on my part, but Calgary’s city centre is pretty good. Its beautiful, has lots of buildings, and is generally quite lively. I had a few hours to explore it, and even though it was mostly around 7 Ave S (save for a trip down to Memorial Park), I had a lot of fun.
I got to see the Central Library, well-renowned as one of the best libraries in the world, and can clearly see why it has earned that reputation. It’s beautiful. I had a great time walking through it, just going up all the floors, even though I couldn’t check out any books. The Milner library in Edmonton is pretty good, but this was on another level.
Then I walked through the Municipal Building. When it comes to exterior appearances, I prefer Edmonton City Hall, but on the inside, the Municipal Building has its own appeal too. I saw the public engagement hearings on zoning, and gave them an obligatory scoff, given we already have a superior zoning bylaw in Edmonton enacted earlier this year.
The Core was pretty cool too. West Edmonton Mall is big and has a lot of cool stuff in it, sure, but honestly, I like The Core more, since it’s in the city centre. The skylight adds to its appeal, and the Devonian Gardens are a neat touch too (though I’m told they were bigger before). Compared to the shockingly abysmal state of the Edmonton City Centre mall, it’s night and day.
Out on the streets itself, it was lively. Even when I was out walking at 9 pm to the CTrain, I felt safe on the downtown streets. I’ve heard people say that Calgary’s downtown empties out after 5pm, but in my experience I couldn’t find that to be further from the truth. Edmonton’s downtown, by contrast, as much as I want to like it, just makes it hard to appreciate at times. It doesn’t feel like it’s on the same scale.
Overall, pretty great, solid 9/10, point deducted because nothing in this world can be perfect.
I stayed in a hotel on the north edge of the airport. At first I thought I’d take a bus to Saddletowne. Sure, it’d take some time to get there, but that would be reasonable, right? Nope, I missed the bus and the next one was in 50 minutes. 50. What in the actual hell? I took a car there instead.
Speaking of cars, an important point. In Edmonton, Alberta Highway 2 meanders through a bunch of freeways and expressways that only go up to 90 or 100 km/h in the freeway portions on the outskirts where people don’t really live. In Calgary, Alberta 2 is a high-speed highly-packed death trap that goes by the civilian name of Deerfoot Trail. Whose idea was it to put a 110 km/h freeway throughout city limits? Calgary Trail and Gateway Blvd, which is a continuation of the same road as Deerfoot are only 90 in the south end of Edmonton. They drop to 70 once the freeway ends. Whitemud Drive, which cuts through some neighbourhoods, has a maximum of 80 km/h for safety reasons.
Calgary also just feel a lot less dense than Edmonton does, mainly outside of the core. I’m not sure how the statistics actually are, and it could be there’s not much of a difference, but with the more hilly terrain, it feels like things aren’t as dense as they could be. If there’s a saving grace for the Calgary suburbs, it’s the existence of the CTrain. Connecting bus service needs drastic improvements, but the CTrain itself is quite well-done and makes it easier to get around than driving. I appreciate the increased length of the existing Red and Blue lines compared to the Capital Line and especially the puny Metro Line. But also, where’s the Green Line? The Valley Line was delayed for a comedic amount of time, but the Green Line hasn’t even broken any ground yet.
Overall, I’d give the suburbs a 5/10. CTrain is nice and the hills can be fun, but I wish it was denser and that there was more transit.
It’s hard to pin down exactly why this is, but Calgary feels really different from Edmonton. I was having a bit of a hard time believing the two cities are in the same province. Maybe it’s the cowboy hats and being surrounded by the southern Alberta cattle ranches on each side, compared to the farmland that Edmonton is surrounded with. Maybe it’s how the city is much less flat than Edmonton is, with a more vibrant city centre combined with more poorly laid out suburbs. Maybe it’s that the CTrain windows have giant Canadian maple leafs on them while Edmonton LRT vehicles don’t have any provincial or federal branding on them. People say the cities are quite similar, but in my view that makes the contrasts all the more apparent. These differences make it a fun place to visit, and I do want to come back again when I can (though I’ll probably get a hotel closer to the core).
All being said, I’d rather live in Edmonton than Calgary. Yes, the city centre is beautiful and has cool buildings, and I could spend days exploring it. Banff National Park is closer, the city is a bit hilly, and seeing the mountains to the west is kind of cool. However, I like how in Edmonton things feel a bit more compact, a bit better laid out. I like how the river valley feels like its own world. I like the neighbourhoods of Strathcona, probably my favourite area in the province. I like how on most days in most neighbourhoods I can expect a bus that comes more than once in an hour. I like how the city government, despite its flaws, is willing to make things better. I like how the world’s sharpest object was invented here. And the Stantec Tower is still taller than everything in Calgary. I could go on and on about why I like it here more, but it still couldn’t come close to the sheer relief and joy I felt coming back.
Sometimes I wish there were a place where you could get all-you-can-eat baked goods. That would be incredibly delicious fun.
Just went shopping at a grocery store and I met the nicest cashier. She was such a kind soul and helped me pack my things. People like her really remind you of the good in this world.
The Alberta Legislature Building. Looks rather ominous.
I finally signed up for micro.blog today to try it out. The crossposting support is definitely nice.
I’m looking forward to maybe be able to post (hopefully interesting) things online!