

Speak from the heart. That’s the key. Speaking from the heart and speaking about something that you really care about… to me, that’s the ultimate, because in that way, we all grow together.”
Obituary
Juliette Powell, 54, of New York City and Montreal, Quebec, succumbed unexpectedly to acute bacterial meningitis on June 3, 2025. She is survived by a myriad of loving friends, colleagues, and collaborators, who are all heartbroken, and her beloved dog, Tyra Banks. Ms. Powell was an American-born Canadian media expert, tech ethicist, business advisor, author, and speaker renowned for her work at the intersection of technology, ethics, and society. She was the founder and managing partner of Kleiner Powell International (KPI), a New York City-based consultancy advising on responsible technology and business strategy.
Born in Manhattan in 1970, Ms. Powell moved to Montreal, Quebec, at the age of eight with her French-Canadian mother. She excelled in math and science during high school and was an avid swimmer. Motivated by a desire to challenge racial biases in beauty pageants, she entered and came in second in the Miss Montreal Pageant. That inspired her to enter and win the 1989 Miss Canada Pageant where she became the first Black Canadian to hold the title. She later represented Canada in the 1989 Miss Universe pageant. During this time, she studied Commerce at Vanier College.
Much later, in her application to Columbia, Ms. Powell wrote, “Neither my mother nor my father had a high school education, but they insisted that I was not black or white, Canadian or American, French or English, Catholic or Jewish, but rather that I was blessed to be all of those things as a citizen of the world.”
Ms. Powell earned a Bachelor of Arts in Sociology from Columbia University, graduating summa cum laude and becoming a member of Phi Beta Kappa. Her thesis, “The Limits and Possibilities in the Self-Regulation of Artificial Intelligence,” drew from her consulting work with Intel Labs and other multinational companies.
After her reign as Miss Canada, Ms. Powell transitioned into media, joining MusiquePlus in 1992 as a VJ while studying finance and business at McGill University. She hosted the weekly dance music show Bouge de là! until 1996. That same year, she moved to Toronto, transferring to MuchMusic and becoming host of Electric Circus and French Kiss, while also studying economics at the University of Toronto.
In 1999, Ms. Powell began working for CablePulse 24 as a business reporter and founded Powell International Entertainment Inc. (PIE Inc.), a media and consulting company that produced features with personalities such as Nelson Mandela, Richard Branson, Steven Spielberg, and Janet Jackson.
Ms. Powell's engagement with technology and ethics began in earnest in 2001 when she co-authored the media section for the UN Plan of Action of the World Conference against Racism. This led to advisory roles with international institutions, including the United Nations, World Economic Forum, and the World Bank. Ms. Powell enjoyed bringing together large groups of friends in so-called “Gatherings” to co-create, network, and meet each other, becoming close with the founders of Cirque du Soleil, Twitter, iRobot, and Alphabet.
Her 2009 book, 33 Million People in the Room: How to Create, Influence, and Run a Successful Business Using Social Networking, explored the business applications of social media and was translated into multiple languages. In 2011, she contributed to the E-G8, an extension of the G8 Summit focused on the future of the internet and connected society. Ms. Powell has provided live commentary on networks such as NBC, CNN, ABC, BBC, and BNN, addressing issues like privacy, cybersecurity, and bias. In 2016, she delivered a TED Talk on unconscious bias at TEDx St. Louis Women.
In 2021, Ms. Powell joined the faculty of New York University's Interactive Telecommunications Program, teaching courses at the intersection of media, technology, and ethics.
In August 2023, Ms. Powell co-authored The AI Dilemma: 7 Principles for Responsible Technology with Art Kleiner, integrating perspectives from engineering, business, government, and social justice to address issues like unconscious bias, data ownership, and accountability in AI systems.
Juliette Powell's multifaceted career had a consistent focus on promoting responsible innovation and challenging systemic biases. Her work continues to influence discussions on the ethical implications of emerging technologies.
Juliette loved her career. But the place where she had the most impact was with her friends. Juliette had a magical way of drawing people in with her infectious enthusiasm, and her brilliant intelligence and gorgeous smile lit up every room she ever entered. Her loss is devastating and she will be deeply, painfully missed by so many.
Juliette’s dream was to provide access to an ethical technology education for more women of color and for all children to grow up in safe, respectful and compassionate environments. In lieu of flowers, we ask that people who wish to make a contribution donate to Black Girls Code (www.wearebgc.org), Operation Respect (www.operationrespect.org) or another educational non-profit of their choice in Juliette's name.
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In December 2024, I wrote to Art and Juliette to congratulate them for the student's presentations in the annual NYU Scenarios class they led.
I have been attending those presentations for many years. I truly felt that these presentations were excellent. At the time, I wrote this short e-mail -- "I... congratulate you two for inspiring two great teams. I’ve been coming to this class for a long time. These teams were the best. Learned a lot. Thank you for teaching!"
She wrote me back: "So glad you enjoyed it Ann! Agreed and more to come."
Later, Art told me over the phone that he was not confident that he had taught the students as effectively he could have. As I recall, he also told me that Juliette thought, the students had demonstrated the value and the gift of learning in this class Art has created year after year.
She challenged Art to think about the class and what they did well and what they could do better next year.
I was stunned and deeply, deeply saddened to hear about Juliette's sudden departure to wherever it is we humans go. Her life touch me briefly but deeply.
At this unfathomably complicated moment in humanity's digital journey, I know that the contributions Juliette and Art made individually and separately together will continue, and we who care must join them.
Juliette was a bright light, a shooting star. Her light will not be dimmed.
If I were going to list all the things I learned from Juliette, that would be number one. It was the exact opposite of the way I looked at life. I believed in putting off the hard things as long as possible, so that maybe they would go away on their own.
We met around 2014, when Napier Collyns brought her to visit a class I was teaching, on the future of technology and media. A few years later, she would end up co-teaching the class with me.
She became a critically important contributor to Strategy+Business. She was so self-possessed that for the longest time, I had no idea of the range of her accomplishments. Every conversation opened a door to some new way of looking at the world that she had already explored.
When she showed me her Columbia dissertation, I immediately knew that there was a powerful book there. She asked me to coauthor it with her, and that became The AI Dilemma -- a book that launched us into four years of intensive teaching, writing, and consulting together.
She asked to put my name first on the firm she founded. We cared deeply for each other, and we also fought viciously at times. She continually introduced me to people who felt she had elevated them, just by the way she paid attention.
Some of the things she taught me were: Bring your energy. Don't stay inside when you can go outside. Say it with fewer words. (I thought I knew that one, but not in practice.) Work with people who don't think the way you do. When the subject came up, "Is AI fair?" she would always say, "fair to whom?"
She was gloriously naive, worldly, and wise, like all my favorite people. I put off writing this because I keep wanting to ask Juliette what she thinks of it. Instead of asking her directly, I have to ask the Juliette who lives in my head, who I keep reaching out to as a vastly inadequate substitute for the person who we knew.




I feel, besides a lot of sadness, a strong urge to attend/ be present at any memorial celebrating Juliette’s life, even if that means organizing it myself. She was special.

This strange feeling, that I'm feeling, I could'nt let this page without saying something .since her days at''Bouge de la'' at music plus to electric circus at much music, I remember how sad I was of her leaving music plus bu happy to have found her again at much to later lose her again to other adventures. Knowing the ripple effect she has on many black girls in Canada looking for a reference, she was a woman of many firsts, a barrier breaker.. Growing up a black girl in Montreal, just arriving looking for a familiar face In the crown, there she was tall, gracious, poise, in media landscape often hostile, she was a calm ocean of strength and grace, No words can express the gratitude how important you've been in the media world and for me, like for so many black girls and Canada and the fact you owned It with pround, May your journey as an ancestor be blessed and continue to inspire us.
Haiku Tribute to Juliette Powell’s Legacy
Pioneer's light dims—
Breaking barriers, lifting minds,
Her voice echoes on.
Juliette speaks truth
Networks shaped by human care—
Code with conscience wakes.
Voice of fierce insight—
Beauty, tech, and truth aligned,
She lit future’s path.
Leaves fall in silence—
the wind carries what once was,
into endless sky.
Electric Circus fades—
Her voice still hums in the code,
a moonlit algorithm.
Final breath released,
Stars witness the gentle passage
From here to beyond.
Chasing digital dreams,
Juliette explores worlds—
Truths in pixels shine.
In memory of Juliette Powell—visionary thinker, ethical tech advocate, and a voice for responsible innovation.






Thank you, Juliette, for your unwavering support and guidance. I hope that someday soon we’ll meet again in the kitchen on the floor.
The caller ID said it was the New York Police Department. A document identified me as Juliette’s brother and emergency contact. That day - Tuesday the third of June - was the worst day of my life.
We met about sixteen years ago in SOHO. Some people told her she should talk to me so she just walked up and we had an hour long conversation. There was a good deal of flow and she suggested we do it again soon. The next week we had a three hour walk and that same state of delightful flow happened. From then on we became close. She was closer than my blood relatives, calling me her brother and anam cara. She was certainly my anam cara and sister.
We talked a lot about our work using each other as sounding boards so we could communicate more clearly about these things to others. She was fascinated by some of the astrophysics images. The one I've attached is a radio image of the central part of the Milky Way. I was going to have it printed for her birthday this year.
I can’t bring myself to write much now - that will have to wait for the memorial - but it’s amazing how much just worked out. I will, however, offer an observation that may be unique. For me she was clearly in the key of E Major. She absolutely loved that thought. Last night I listened to the Prelude of Bach Partita No.3 for Violin in E Major and lost it as the memory of her was so intense. It’s the first time I was able to cry since that awful call.

Juliette didn’t just light up a room—she illuminated the future. She had a rare gift for asking tomorrow’s questions, pushing us to confront the ethical dilemmas of our digital age with courage and clarity.
I am deeply saddened by the loss of such a radiant human being, but even more by the loss of her provocation. She challenged us to think harder, go deeper, and do better.
We will carry your voice and your quest forward, Juliette.
((( deep bow ))) 🙏 🩷


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Dearest Juliette, you will always be remembered.
I can’t remember the event, (late ‘90s or early aughts?) but we met, we talked, we connected.
She contacted me later and invited me to a weekend “salon” on Long Island, New York with a group of like minded others. The discussions, the chats, the vibe? How we could save the world! And she meant it. I was in over my head and too intimidated to follow up.
I was in awe of her. So beautiful. So natural. So thoughtful. SO SMART! I remember when she went from Much Music to a CP24 business reporter. In broadcasting myself, I wondered how did she do that? Very few made (or were allowed to make) that type of leap. But, how could she be denied?
Juliette blazed a trail that sadly, many are just learning of now.
She won’t be forgotten.
Rest well.

Pics: Marylebone, London (2006) and Prospect Park, Brooklyn (2017)


By Taffi Laing
The last thing I expected to be writing. The last person I expected to lose. She was the one you thought would outrun time.
She lived a short life, but she filled it with so much brilliance, movement, generosity, fight, beauty, courage—that it felt... expansive. And somehow, a midst all of it, I got to be her friend. She was my sister. My close friend. The kind you talk to almost every day. The kind who gets invited into the soft underbelly of someone extraordinary.
The first time I saw her, we were both outside Moses Znaimer’s office—new hires, a little starry-eyed, both standing on the threshold of lives that hadn’t yet unfolded. She had just arrived from Montreal, and I remember thinking she looked like a baby giraffe—beautiful, nearly six feet tall, all limbs and elegance, with a slight air of being unmoored. I was there as a videographer for Bravo Arts & Minds, she was about to help create Electric Circus. She needed help finding a place to live. I nudged the assistant to Moses to pay attention to her. That was the beginning—just a small moment of noticing. But with her, even small moments had gravity.
Seven years later, she called —but this time with something wild. She was creating a one-of-a-kind television pilot about creativity in Turkey, and asked me to be one of two videographers. How could I say no? She had a way of pulling people into possibility.
We met in Rome and took a bus across Italy to catch a ferry to Izmir. From there, it was a moving festival—markets bursting with life, the surreal rock formations of Cappadocia, the pulse of Istanbul. We filmed musicians playing in the streets, the alleys and cafés, captured artists and poets, and let the country reveal itself through its creators. She led with a producer’s precision but also a poet’s heart.
That trip was so her, visionary, a little chaotic, full of beauty, and unforgettable. But what I didn’t know then was that years later, when my own life would splinter apart, she wouldn’t just be a memory of adventure. She’d become my constant. My call-every-day person. The voice that made me laugh when I felt like disappearing. The one who helped me walk out of my marriage, and out of the U.S., when both had stopped being safe.
She supported my decision not to return to the States, even when it meant turning down potential work. I was too overwhelmed by the political climate, too wary of feeling financially dependent while sleeping on her couch in a tiny New York apartment. She understood—even when I turned down her many warm, insistent invitations to visit. I carry some guilt about that. But I know she knew my reasons. She always knew the nuances.
Over the last three years, we became woven into each other’s days. Calls, texts, voice notes, and articles shared. It was a steady rhythm that made space for us to be exactly who we were. No performance. Just a connection.
And in those years, she wasn’t just a friend—she was also a guide to the future. At NYU, she taught with a clarity and curiosity that made complex issues human. Her students weren’t just informed—they were enlightened. She co-wrote her second book, The AI Dilemma: 7 Principles for Responsible Technology, with Art Kleiner. It’s a powerful work that urges technologists and citizens alike to engage with AI in conscious, ethical ways. She didn’t just study the intersection of humanity and tech—she lived in that space, with heart and rigor.
In the last weeks, her voice grew quieter. She’d been suffering from migraines, the kind that sent her to bed and silenced our regular check-ins. It wasn’t like her. She always called me back. And then, the call came—not from her, but about her. She was gone. Just like that. Fifty-four. Too soon. Too wrong. Too impossible.
I keep waiting to hear from her. I still catch myself reaching for the phone. I still compose sentences in my head meant just for her.
She lived a short life, but a deep one. She created, she moved, she gave, she connected. She taught. She questioned. And she left behind principles for living with integrity in a rapidly changing world.
And I was lucky—no, blessed—to be close enough to see it all. I will carry her with me, always, in the small everyday ways that only soul mirrors leave behind.

she is one of my role models that i looked up to growing up as an African child in Nigeria , when she won the beauty pageant of MISS CANADA i was young but loved her so much.
may her gentle soul rest in the blossom of the lord almighty Amen.
7pm:
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8pm:
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9pm:
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Spotify playlist (for Juliette):
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/73XW8rxbTzTTyWjnvNgj00?si=9fc98dcca6194f7a


What a beautiful soul! She was not from the Earth, but definitely from the stars.
Thank you, Juliette, for your gifts to humanity. 🙏🏻
And, BTW, now that you are up there, please send us the Codes. The Codes to replicate you down here. We need more of your kind.
Juliette Powell. Ange terrestre et trésor national. Pour l'éternité.
Mes plus sincères condoléances à la famille et aux amis.
New York and San Francisco.' She was a striking presence, tall/thin, often wearing a beret, and was way ahead of the curve in how technology was being considered for the greater society. Juliette was a rare individual, and was the kind of polymath you meet in New York, but she was also a beautiful person in every way. I feel fortunate to have known her, and feel that the world has lost a great spirit.

Some people don’t just enter your life; they alter its rhythm. Juliette Powell was one of those people for me. When she was at Much Music, I invited her to speak at the Ontario Science Centre, and we became friends. She generously included me in the groundbreaking Think Tank called The Gathering, which brought together the bravest minds in science and technology. She was dazzling. Not just because of her brilliance, undeniable, or her beauty, which was magnetic, but because of her spirit. Juliette had the rare gift of making you feel seen, really seen, and simultaneously challenging you to see farther, deeper, and more honestly than you ever had before.
She could hold both fire and grace in the same breath. One minute, we’d be laughing so hard we could barely breathe. Next, she’d be unpacking a complex ethical dilemma in AI or peeling back the layers of power structures that most people would rather ignore. That was Juliette's magic. She didn’t separate joy from justice or curiosity from compassion; she embodied it all, fully, fiercely.

Years passed and I reached out to her on twitter and asked if she recalled a conversation that took place years back... Her reply?Frann. I would never forget deep conversations and the people I had them with. She still recalled that time.
I am in so taken aback and this sad sad news. What an amazing human being.
So real. So down to earth. Empathetic and a go getter.
May you rest if peace my friend. May you said to heights you had not yet achieved. You made a difference. With affection.
Frank

Rest in peace mon ami. You will always be remembered fondly.
I first met Juliette as she began her work as a business reporter on CP24. That is when she interviewed me about my first book. Before the interview, we reviewed the questions, so I’d know what to expect. But she went the extra mile, doing more research beforehand, and came up with a few surprise questions designed to get me talking candidly and in the moment. It worked! I ended up covering areas that went beyond what we had prepared. Such a great experience! We became close friends following that interview.
From the start, I was struck by her remarkable positive energy, her boundless enthusiasm, and her unwavering passion for learning, ethics and justice. She was a truly inspiring person whose presence lit up every room she entered.
Her loss leaves a void that cannot be filled. I am devastated and will miss her dearly. May her memory always be for a blessing.
To your beautiful smiles, your pure joy, your lovely way to connect people and always being connected with the whole world, to your beautiful empathy...
The beautiful timesnwe spent in Italy, to your happiness in visiting places, to all the mokas you were happy to drink, to the pizzas and the dances we shared...
To your lips and your eyes, to your panther sights and moves in the dark, brightened by the light of your teeths...
In the trace of love who united our souls for few moments in ours rushing lives...
To the mosquee chants and musiques who made us meet...
Your existence is not finished, it is just evolved, you became now what you always have been... An Angel...
Ti vorró sempre bene dolce e fragile Juliette...
Thank you for all your guidance and support.

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