A normal part of parenting teens involves worrying about the choices they make. Talking with other parents, the conversation quickly leads to the unknown damage if phone cameras and social media were part of their own youth. Can you imagine the come-to-Jesus meetings between Olympic officials, parents and their young Olympians about the hazards of social media during the Sochi Games?
When getting accredited and prepped by Olympic officials in Albertville the conversations were about banned substances and conduct. At these games the conversations include social media and even terrorism.
As for social media, an athlete's conduct can be photographed, videoed and broadcast to millions. Sochi is already taking a hit by people latching onto the damaging photos of unfinished hotel rooms, toilets with viewing chairs, surveillance videos of people leaving their showers on, last minute construction and so on.
All it would take is a poor decision by an athlete with a snap happy buddy holding a camera phone and the world would know within seconds.
Now I can neither confirm nor deny we tried to steal the Olympic flag at our Olympics, nor would I ever admit our entire team trying to moon a VIP delegation passing by in limos when we were riding in short little busses they put athletes on. So, thanks to the lack of phone videos and Twitter these "hypothetical" deeds were never captured (if they ever, in fact happened) in digital forever-tude.
One thing that did get caught on video was a short incident where I was joining a bunch of tourists at an Erdinger Weisbeir sponsored pub in Albertville. Some camera crews were there and I held up a beer stein with some new friends. I wasn't drunk - nor out of control - but that might not be what it looked like. I never did catch any serious heat over this PR left-turn but had there been social media posts on Twitter or Facebook - things might have gotten way out of hand.
From an Olympic keynote speaker to the athletes attempting to enjoy their Olympic experience, use your best judgment. Err on the side of not taking any big chances away from the competition arena. Or, as my mom always says, "When in doubt, don't." You don't need to step on any social media metaphorical landmines.




How cool is that? After a half century of supporting her husband -- the guy in Houston's 1969 Mission Control talking to Neil Armstrong as he stepped on the moon, to 1972 when Charlie left his footprints on moon-dust while she cared for their two boys, to standing by him during his ascension to US Air Force brigadier general – she glided aside and gave a stranger a chance for a picture with a hero from the golden age of space travel.
Chuck Berry (86) was happy to still be performing, he repeated songs, was completely confused at one point - yet the crowd loved that he was there and even do a version of the duck walk. Did we put a notch in the, “I saw him perform’ punch card? Yes. Was it professional musicianship? No. Put a spotlight on him and hear about all his shenanigans from 50’s and 60’s or advice from his years of experience – how cool would that be?



