. . . and meet the Press! For a movement that supposedly hasn't achieved anything, the Occupy Wall Street activities have been heavily photographed and documented but where do all the photos and films go? The seams of social media are rich with documented details of events but if you are still tuning in to the 6pm nightly news from the world headquarters of NBC, or whatever, how do any of us know what is really happening? The revolution that will not be televised? It's now wireless! These shots are from the recent OWS 1st Anniversary get together downtown in the Financial District of NYC.
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Pretzel logic . . . absolutely nothing to do with Facebook buying Instagram for $! billion dollars and for me to ask what logic has to do with such a value shows you how much I know. Nostalgia, available in so many shades and styles, has its price.
In the meantime, crumbs of pretzel comfort for Sunday crowds outside the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York.
. . . . otherwise it could be all downhill from here. For someone. Go on, take the money and run!
It is good to talk. Which is where Facebook and Twitter come in so handy, even if I am talking to myself
all most of the time. Facebook, I have discussed before. I suck. Twitter, however, intrigues me.
That comments, opinions, thoughts, musings have to come in under 140 characters before they go out is indeed attractive. I admit that in the beginning my tweets read like a weather report but gradually, with the help of a smartphone and in the waiting hours at airports etc, , I began to see the attraction of the quick browse. However, unlike Facebook where friends are a known quantity and quality, the Follow situation with Twitter is a lucky dip of random hits and misses.
Who to follow? So many exciting possibilities! Signed up here, signed up there and yes, Stephen Fry is one of them, as is the delightfully entertaining Mrs Stephen Fry but, to all these monster people I am but a number in their competition for twitter domination (see @piersmorgan). I am humble enough to accept my place in their scheme. What I don’t understand however are the fluctuations in the number of people, let alone who some of these people are, who follow me. It’s up, it’s down, winsome, lose some.
That SellYourHouse21 and AtHomeFlooring think I am interesting enough to follow is flattering for the fleeting moment between opening and deleting the email announcement. As for the girls in tiny bikinis, twittering away in foreign languages . . . My most intriguing follow to date came from SomeOneForPalin1. This person can’t have read any of my blogs unless of course she was setting out on the task of proselytizing for the Palin. Why would she be wanting to follow me? Perhaps she thought, judging from my profile pic, I looked a little like the Palin. Wild, I know but waiters have asked me before ” and what would Sarah Palin like?” That was before I had my hair cut. That was why I had my hair cut. Twittiquette, however, compelled me to thank this person which I did, all the time looking forward to some interesting repartee. And just like that, she was back into the nowhere from whence she came.
My twittersphere sprang to life during one of the recent Republican presidential candidate debates in which I enjoyed the company of @billmaher, @michaelmoore and others. The fun we had together, a virtual party of almost . . . friends! Days later, I discovered in my @mentions, a hostile rebuke coming all the way from Arizona. Not only was I being taken to task for my feeble opinion but someone had picked up on it. Read it and replied! That this person is an afficionado of the Horror genre with special mention to Evil Dead, the Godfather of Gore and Jenna Jameson is all beside the point. Plus, isn’t Arizona one of those states with relaxed gun laws? I turned my back on the rebuke, not only was it political, it was politically stale, my heart and energy were flagging but, had I found the messages during the
sleep heat of the debate, who knows where my twitter follow count might be now!
So I twitter on, enjoying the companionship of some wonderful blogging friends along with regular updates from the BBC, the New York Times, Grey Sky Thinking and others. 55 to be precise. All of whom combine to provide companionable short-talk, often with informative links.
Talking to myself, maybe, but with all this bite-size food for thought out there, who can resist?
Or is Twitter merely the place where the devil finds work for idle hands?
To tweet, or not to tweet? If not, why not? Tweet me!
I love pie, and I love biscuits. Who doesn’t appreciate a custard cream with a cup of tea at that oh so particular time of the day? Put it all together and you get piendbiscuits, a blog with a quirky, entertaining eye-view of London which helps keep me in touch with a side of London life I miss so much since leaving, while returning as often as possible from the US.
The riots taking place on the streets of London and elsewhere in the UK were, and continue to be, ugly. Here in the US, with my best friend the internet, I flick through UK newspapers on the web but nowhere do I remember seeing a report of the shooting in Tottenham earlier during the week of Mark Duggan, by the police,which lead to a quiet family protest, which lead to the original outbreak on the week-end of the civil unrest in Tottenham. Which of course lead the newswires to hit the fan and the protesters to hit the streets where they saw fit. (more…)
The world has now become a series of algorithms. Writing, blogging, friends, anything and everything on the internet – it is all in the numbers.
Once upon a time, when dreams were dreams and goals were posts in the air, my fantasy was to have an editor. And an agent, for all the wonderful books I had yet to write! I had the titles, the characters, the opening sentences, the plots, the endings waiting and ready to go. The fact that large bulks of middles were missing was beside the point. And remains so.
In the meantime I have taken up blogging, no niche, just postcards from wherever I happen to be. Until then, I was content to google this and google that, but blogging has introduced me to a whole new world of Stats, Subscriptions, Comments, SEO, SERP,and suddenly, it is no longer enough to write, self-edit, and press publish in the hopes that one or two faithful friends might read and enjoy.
Now, to be truly successful, I need back links. I need page ranking and I thought I had a reasonable idea of what page ranking was until I googled it and discovered that the process belongs to the link analysis algorithm created by Larry Page, co-founder of . . . Google! Now you, intelligent reader, perhaps knew this long ago, but I maintain childish delight in the discovery of the unknown.
Larry’s parents were both computer science geeks, back in the days when computers were awkward beasts which ran on dos and all those other do’s and don’ts. Meanwhile, I grew up doomed, with the gossip magazines du jour leading me to a natural affinity with Gawker and other highly sophisticated, trashtastic publications.
My goal in life remains. To be published one day. But I am afraid I might spend too much time in the pursuit of a page ranking. Had my parents been computer minded geeks in the maelstrom of Lansing, Michigan, circa 1970′s, I certainly would not be worrying about page ranking but you might be doing your damnedest in the pursuit of a Kuche Ranking.
Dreams, where would we be without them!
Why do I even bother? I try, honestly I do with the Like Button, even going so far as to Comment with true love and affection. But I don’t think I am meant for the Book of Face.
Facebook has a million and more faces. I have but one. How many faces does one head need?
I have deliberately avoided any mention of the political peccadilloes concerning the latest scandal that is Anthony Weiner, NY Democrat representative in the US Congress. There is enough information out there for anyone interested in the details.
However, in today’s New York Times, Ross Douthat, in writing about The Online Looking Glass states that
“The rituals of social media, it seems, make status-seekers and exhibitionists of us all.
Read it. You will not be wasting your time. Let me know what you think!
For what it is worth, narcissists will always find a way to expose themselves. And how do we know these details? Social networking in some shape or form. As simple as “Me Tarzan, you Jane!” Word always gets around. Eventually.
The National Enquirer did it for Sen John Edwards, winning a Pulitzer Prize in the process. Oprah Winfrey did it for James Frey. The Hitler Diaries were eventually outed as frauds and Richard Millhouse Nixon did it for himself. Not forgetting, Tiffany’s doing it for Newt! As we speak!