POL Arida - Connected

As you are probably aware, before my untimely demise, I decided to `get with the groove` and start some Social Networking …and it’s addictive!  For those not familiar with Social Networking I will explain it.

After years of fighting the fascist threat from the East, with their obsession of watching your every move you make,  as defined in the song “Get Out Of Here”, the global free world decided that we should all “Get Right In There”. So we created a technology system whereby we could watch everybody’s movement on a minute by minute basis. This could not be termed Totalitarian since we all signed up to it and embraced it.

Some people even had mobile phones that tracked their every move and uploaded the information onto the Internet to save terrorists from actually having to find where they were. This probably created an unemployment black spot in divisions of the security services and Al Qaeda.  You could tell people when you were at the train station or even on the toilet; it even gave a map to where that toilet was located. Photos coming soon!  “I am at work, feel free to rob my house” Ok I am not getting that app.

You would think I would hate it, actually the reverse is true since normal people just want to connect with others and let them know that they are actually still alive. And this part is the addictive part, since some people are actually fairly interesting. And one thing it’s great for is that it saves you looking for good videos on Youtube since people do that for you. Like a new form of TV programming. “Have you seen this? “ “Hell no let’s have a look”.  I suspect this all part of my 1 theory where the entire planet actually just wants to be 1 thing, more about that later.

So POL Arida finally arrived on Face Book and found he quit liked it after years of dedicated service to the FB Resistance Movement.  Oh and then there is Twitter, but that’s another story.

My dog Grozny even asked me for a mobile phone. Now that makes sense, exact locations of all his Pooh laid out on a Google Map. Tells all the other dogs what his patch is and saves folks stepping in it.

There is a moral in there somewhereJ