Agreed. We can't afford to casually underestimate the power of targeted disinformation, but must push back at every opportunity.

I feel like it's time for a thread on our favourite landscapes of Canada. @Feisty_Waters #GoodTwitter #CanadaIsBeautiful

"When I asked my 11-year-old son to help me unload dirt from our small pickup into his mother’s new garden boxes, his reaction was typical. “Ummmm… I’m busy right now,” He said. He was playing Roblock on the family laptop, wearing sweat pants and an old T-shirt, lounging on the sofa, feet on the coffee table. “No you’re not,” I said. There was a fight, moaning, excuses... the usual. Moments later, we were next to a wheelbarrow shoveling dirt. He looked at me with flat eyes, his hood up, shoulders slumped, and said, “Why do we have to do this?” I thought for a moment, because I’ll admit, it was a valid question. Neither of us were all that into flowers or vegetables, or any of the things that would be grown in those garden boxes. But my wife, Mel, loves gardening. I thought, and he waited, and finally I said, “When you love someone, you serve them.” I went on, telling him that I want him to grow up to be the kind of man who serves his family, friends, and community. “This” I said while gesturing to the dirt, and the garden boxes I built the weekend before, and the wheelbarrow and shovel, and the first of many truckloads of dirt we would unload over the next few weeks, “Is what love looks like.” He didn’t like my answer. I could see it in the way he reluctantly picked his shovel back up. We finished unloading the dirt. The next day, while I was at work, and the kids and Mel had the day off because it was between terms, Mel sent me this picture. Mel picked up another load of dirt and before she had a chance to unload it, Tristan voluntarily started working. When she asked him “why,” he shrugged and said, “Because I love you.” I’d never been prouder of my son. Credit: Clint Edwards

"Last night, our 9-year-old Joselyn asked me if I could babysit Abbie for her today. Who’s Abbie? …Her doll. 😂 “She really wants to go trucking with Grandpa,” she said. So this morning, before I left, Joselyn made sure I didn’t forget my babysitting duties. Being the good Grandpa I am, I agreed. And off we went. I didn’t want Joselyn thinking I tossed Abbie in the sleeper and forgot about her, so we had some fun with it—we took pictures of all our travels. 📸 From the cab, to the stops, to the road ahead, Abbie rode along like a champ. Joselyn has been sending me “instructions” all day through Facebook, making sure her little passenger was well taken care of. Abbie and Grandpa had a great day out on the road—and I think we brought a smile or two to our friends along the way." [McCain Enterprises]

This place is wild. basically having a conversation with anonymous bots whose goal is to spread propaganda and polarise debates. Are there any humans out there?