#social media

Sometimes you read things that explain eloquently something you've felt but not been able to articulate. For example, this from Sam Kahn:

There was a point when the middle class... was more culturally aspirational. The heyday of this probably was Mortimer Adler’s great books program and the ubiquity of Encyclopedias Britannica and Great Books boxsets in middle class homes. It’s still discernible in, say, old Woody Allen movies where a major part of Allen’s neuroses is that he’s not measuring up to what he takes to be a European cosmopolitan ideal.

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I'm not sure whether it's the old one gets, or just the older I personally get, but essentially nothing is urgent. As I'm fond of quoting the artist Finley Quaye as saying, "good things happen slowly, bad things happen fast."

I received an email from Flickr this morning notifying me that someone had favourites one of my images. It was a photo of an adult member of my family, but I was still a bit shocked.

Which is weird, because had that happened 10, 15, or 20 years ago I wouldn't have batted an eyelid. It's been quite a while since I marked all of the photos of my kids as private on Flickr, but I spent time this morning ensuring that photos including other family members are now private.