Started Tuesday 22 March 2011 0550 GMT
Words 394
S.I.= 78.8 %
Twitters Fifth Birthday
A social app has reached what used to be in this country one of those milestones five years old. I have been watching the news coverage of Twitter. I am anthropomorphising the Microblog site because the more I look at it the more it seems to have some functions of a living organisms. We teach young children in the UK the seven characteristics of living things (or used to not so sure if they are supposed to discover the knowledge themselves). MR GREEN is the mnemonic often favoured.
M- Movement
R- Reproduction
G -Growth
E- Excretion
E- Excitiability ie senses itself and own envionment
N- Nutrition
So at the age of five we would a few years ago we would have been sending our children to school for the first time. Now they are taught and formally assessed from the age of three. In Europe formal education starts later at seven. Twitter being five, is already drawing predictions of its demise. Before it's character has even developed properly ( children learn the most before the age of five) it's imminent metamorphosis into a bad character is being predicted. This is also being mirrored in the UK by the constant inspections that we have been subjected to over the last 30 years.
The effect appears to be a society that has not matured beyond the age of 13. A society that is still reacting as though in the playground and the biggest bullies are people who are supposed to protect those who cannot protect themselves by this I mean the old, the young and the vulnerable. The bullies are the local and national service providers funded out of the taxpayers pocket.
The sixties cry "you and whose army" and "talking about my generation" appear to be beginning of the ME generation, also known as the Baby Boomers. As they have progressed to leading society from the 1960s, great population expansion, new towns the race for land in Kent then Essex the do as I say don't do as I do has become more prevalent. George Orwell's Animal farm personified. Nowadays the pigs with their snouts int the trough are usually paid for by honest hard working tax payers. Is it time to get off the merry round? I certainly am not enjoying all the fun of the fair!
PS Budget day looming!
Words 394
S.I.= 78.8 %
Twitters Fifth Birthday
A social app has reached what used to be in this country one of those milestones five years old. I have been watching the news coverage of Twitter. I am anthropomorphising the Microblog site because the more I look at it the more it seems to have some functions of a living organisms. We teach young children in the UK the seven characteristics of living things (or used to not so sure if they are supposed to discover the knowledge themselves). MR GREEN is the mnemonic often favoured.
M- Movement
R- Reproduction
G -Growth
E- Excretion
E- Excitiability ie senses itself and own envionment
N- Nutrition
So at the age of five we would a few years ago we would have been sending our children to school for the first time. Now they are taught and formally assessed from the age of three. In Europe formal education starts later at seven. Twitter being five, is already drawing predictions of its demise. Before it's character has even developed properly ( children learn the most before the age of five) it's imminent metamorphosis into a bad character is being predicted. This is also being mirrored in the UK by the constant inspections that we have been subjected to over the last 30 years.
The effect appears to be a society that has not matured beyond the age of 13. A society that is still reacting as though in the playground and the biggest bullies are people who are supposed to protect those who cannot protect themselves by this I mean the old, the young and the vulnerable. The bullies are the local and national service providers funded out of the taxpayers pocket.
The sixties cry "you and whose army" and "talking about my generation" appear to be beginning of the ME generation, also known as the Baby Boomers. As they have progressed to leading society from the 1960s, great population expansion, new towns the race for land in Kent then Essex the do as I say don't do as I do has become more prevalent. George Orwell's Animal farm personified. Nowadays the pigs with their snouts int the trough are usually paid for by honest hard working tax payers. Is it time to get off the merry round? I certainly am not enjoying all the fun of the fair!
PS Budget day looming!
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