A Few Thoughts About Facebook

Time stamping expressions of good will.  I just sent Anniversary and Birthday wishes to my two sisters on Facebook
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One, I know has a page but never looks at it. The other may have one but hasn't invited me to it and her married name brings up way too many choices.

But, I did express positive emotions about this day in their general direction.  And it's dated and time-stamped to show I was thinking about them.

As a person who generally avoids the company of human beings, this is such a  happy medium. It beats the mail, the telephone and even email in general.

It's a can of spray paint on the digital wall.  If you happen to walk by and see these nice things about you it should make you smile.  If you missed it, you may
hear about it from a friend.  If you don't at least the positive thought is out there enriching the galactic dharma.

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Back to Opera.

This jumping back and forth from Chrome to Opera is making me a little dizzy.

We're back to Opera now that the version 12 has become stable. It's much faster than Chrome and the screen UI is much more intuitive

The more important thing is Scribefire is now working again. It wasn't for a while.

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On Which One Does it Have a Greater Effect?

It is of course monumental to the HS Senior, the last June of his Secondary education. But is it more so to their parents?  In this culture to advance to adulthood really starts when one leaves High School, whether by graduation or quitting.

My three brothers all left early, each for their own reason. It is without doubt their adult lives began at that moment,  They needed to find work or go into the military.  One even started his family upon leaving.  I stuck it out and finished before going into the military.  I know I, and am pretty sure my brothers, didn’t think for a moment how our leaving school mattered at all to our parents. They were done parenting us.  Very done.

That was 43 years ago. Things have changed.  Though we’ll be attending a graduation in two weeks, or so, I don’t feel there will be that abrupt disengagement.  No “Thanks for all the fish” song.  But still, there will be the change.

Neil Gaiman’s recent speech was to a college audience.  I think this recording of it should be mandatory viewing for all High School graduates as well.

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