Ideally, we want to raise caring and tender children who rightfully grow into wise and smart adults. Unfortunately, the way into adulthood is, and always had been, fraught with predators and disappointment and liars. We prefer to pretend these evil elements are not among us — and within us — and the ability for adults to repress inherent danger in the spinning world is what particularly places children in a purposeful peril.
Google Drive is one of the loves of my online life. I store all my local files in my Google Drive Folder and that Google Drive Folder gets synced between here and the — out there — remote Google Drive. I do all my writing and publishing via Google Drive. I can find pretty much anything I want just by typing in a few keywords in Google Drive and I’m instantly presented with what I need. Life is good that way!
However, I just discovered a permissions problem when it comes to using a local instance of Google Drive and a remote, third-party, website publisher, and I’ll share with you now what I learned, and how I fixed it.
Too many writers write for other people. They write for lovers or lost hope or for an unknown, future, audience they hope will like them — when they should really only be writing for themselves. Every writer is the core of their confounding world. We are the center of our Panopticonic lives.
We know memory is convenient. We prefer to remember the happy and the good while repressing the horrible and the cruel. We also know there is one guarantee in this life you can always count on: There Will Always Be Bad Art. The current “Jumpers Sculptures” pocking the heart of New York City is but the latest example of cruelty in convenience masquerading as inspired artwork.
We live in a New Age. Technology not only runs our lives, it rules our being and ruins our sense of comprehensive societal cohesion. Has access to the internet become a fundamental human right? If so, should we have to pay for that right of access?
I am fascinated by how we know, learn and propagate information into the icy aging of our future. This week I had a flood of email in my Facebook Inbox — from only my friends in Germany — suggesting the social networking service was running out of server space.
From January 10-16, 2009, the incredible Gordon Davidescu and I published 50 new articles — you’re reading number fifty right now — in the Boles Blogs Network! That is an incredible and unbelievable new publication record that didn’t happen by chance or circumstance. Gordon wrote 13 network blog articles and one Go Inside Magazine article and I wrote the rest.