Friday, February 08, 2008

On approaching my 100th Year on the Internets

It was nearly 100 Internet years when I made my first unbroken connection to the Internets. But people don't much talk about "internet years" any more. And, by now, most people understand our passionate exuberance about it.

An Internet year was thought by many to be roughly equivalent to a "dog year", which is, according to high scientists, approximately seven (7, VII) human years -- mainly because things were changing so fast as to perhaps even amuse Thomas Kuhn, whoever that is. Probably a decent fellow. Crooked teeth. None of my business though.

Well, the exuberance has since turned to terror, thanks to those whose jobs involve the taking of human life. Give me a pen any day!

OR that mass of tubes known as the internets.

At least a keyboard.

[Chimes twinkle in the distance.]


The internet is streaming into my head, and back again, in a strange form of breathing, made all the more facile by the advent of blogs and social networking software (sites). In the early days of the Web, content producers and content consumers were often the same people. It was two-way, and a lot like breathing. Over time though, the consumers began to far outweigh the producers, and many people never did more than email and consume content.

With blogging, YouTube, social networking sites like Facebook and other fine and recent inventions, as I said, the breathing is coming back. At least that what my dog says.
And he's never wrong. Good Feydeaux! Down!

Now you've made me lose my thought!

Well, here's something you can read in the meantime:

I've already told ya about Charlotte Blogs, so I needn't go back into that, so let me share with you, instead, The Clog -- the brilliantly named blog over at Creative Loafing.

"The people that are for me are fearless."
- John Edwards