By An Phương HCM CITY – Do unique hashtag campaigns or challenges, which take place across many social media platforms, result in something good or bad for society? I bet we’ve all heard of at least one hashtag campaign or challenge before. Of the eight people I spoke with, all of them said they had seen at least one social post tagged with a hashtag or challenge every day. “I often see one to two friends supporting a hashtag campaign or carrying out a random challenge on weekdays, and four to five people on weekends,” Thái Hưng, 28, told me. “Recently, #Trashtag, #Livegreen #MeToo, #Momochallenge and #Kikichallenge have become increasingly popular,” he said. “Of course, there are other ongoing viral hashtags, but social media usage, platforms, circles of friends, personal interests and online behaviour, among other factors, are what determine what we see,” Hưng added. I agree with Hưng. … [Read more...] about Hashtag campaigns: Do they have a realistic impact?
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Viet Nam News by Hồ Anh Thái Not only did Hốt finally manage to buy a television, it was even a colour set. One evening his two brats went to visit their grandparents and his wife slunk off to meet her boss, the manager of the Bần Tộc government hotel. Hốt wondered why she was sneaking in and out of the house so often these days. The campaign against corruption was in full swing across the country. Maybe the two of them were covering something up. Left alone in the house, he turned on the television and grabbed a novel. He read inattentively, listening with half an ear to the TV. His eyes swept up from the book when a fashion show came onto the screen. The models appeared to be amateurs, their movements exaggerated and artificial, their arms flapping loose. They tripped clumsily over their own feet like puppets jerked by strings. The last model was a girl in a two-piece bathing suit. She threw a clumsily seductive look at the camera, turned to … [Read more...] about The Goat Meat Special
Viet Nam News By John Nery* With President Rodrigo Duterte in power, the Marcos family is ascendant in Philippine national politics again. The remains of the late dictator Ferdinand Marcos have been buried at the national heroes’ cemetery; his only son and namesake has a live election protest against the incumbent vice president; his eldest daughter Imee, the governor of his home province of Ilocos Norte, is polling well among likely candidates for the Senate; and his wife Imelda, at 89, is on her third term as representative of the Marcos’ old congressional bailiwick. But despite the obvious support of a still-popular president and a slick, long-running, well-funded social media operation promoting the Marcos worldview, the Duterte era may turn out to be the Marcos family’s last gasp. These years may be their last opportunity to win back the presidency and everything that goes with it. It will certainly not be for lack of trying, or the help of friends in high … [Read more...] about The Marcos family’s last gasp
Viet Nam News “So your aunt and I will be gone for a few weeks. You’ll take care of the shop. In the evening Vân will be home and review the day’s trade. Don’t worry about business. You’re better off here anyway, because you don’t have anything else to do while waiting for a job offer other than wandering around inhaling traffic smoke or sitting at cafes ogling unemployed girls in short skirts and high heels. It wouldn’t be fun. You’d better look after the shop for us, or else we’ll have to close it and lose customers. Look, we can’t let customers walk away. Is there any house on the street in this whole city that isn’t used as a shop? We have to sell things. Everything. This big market which is our city is perhaps one of a kind in the world. In other cities people set aside a little land for gardens and lawns and green trees. They sell things in separate zones. But here we’re filled with shops. Which is very … [Read more...] about Crossing the street alone
Only Van went out alone, and drank one whole bottle of wine without getting drunk, as if he were drinking water. His head felt clear, and the blood in his chest flared up like fire. The men winked at each other, clinking their cups. “Hey Van, why isn’t your wife here to get well water for you to wash your face with?” the men jeered. Van threw his cup into a pillar of the communal house and stood up. The cup broke into pieces, putting an end to the New Year’s Eve party. Other people flitted around with their lovers, but Van flitted around with a shadow. Van went home and found the house in darkness, only lit up by the scent of incense recently burned to welcome spring. He sneered. They’re all sleeping like a log, he thought. Ever since Biu left, there hadn’t been any spring. Spring couldn’t come home to an ugly wife. Spring couldn’t lie in the hands of a breeding hen. The breeding hen only knew how to breed, not how to laugh. Whether she … [Read more...] about The valley of dew