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A German friend today connected to me on LinkedIn by saying social networks are the pest. I find myself agreeing with him. Time suckering endeavors, looking great for teenagers, now much hyped advertising tools. Oh so bitter I am. Sign o the times, everyone got something to say to anybody and your experience of life is valid only if you capture it for the digital highway. So you have your "friends" see the photos and read your updates and in return read their exciting adventures at the supermarket or in the bathroom. Wherever I go now I see people snapping away, txting, yapping on their cell phones about the moment they cannot experience because they are so busy reporting on it. I guess some of that gray matter up there will disappear for lack of usage. That my friends has already been scientifically proven as WIRED informed me recently. I see dark days. And hope. People are social beings, they are lonely, they want to be with a group, they want to connect, they want to share - it's been like this since they drew chalk paintings on the wall of their caverns. Different times, different techniques.
Now everyone is a sender and a receiver and the numbers are big. Today is the day that Ashton Kutsher's Twitter feed has a larger follower ship than CNN's. Albeit for the good purpose of buying mosquito nets.
So that is it then. Me starting a blog with a photo of my chosen home of Southern California.
Too much to figure out. This 21st century is full of change. Might as well share the confusion. Confront the skeptic brainy dark German me who searched for the light of California to stir her up. Heck, I always want to be a writer, I need the exercise. And you, the anonymous masses, will suffer the consequences.