I had a walk around Glen Douglas yesterday. Lots to see, more on the walkmap Missing from the photos are lots of Scotch Argus butterflies who did not stand still.
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Replied of a post about twitter on linkedin
Replied to Replied to Behind a login on LinkedIn
For the last several years it has increasingly worried me that schools (governments & others institutions) used Twitter as their main publishing system. A system not designed for users but for advertisers and owners and more evidently recently their owner’s unsavoury ideas. We seem in some instances to be encouraging pupils to look at services they are legally too young for.
My use of Twitter dwindled and as far as possible I used it as a distribution system for content I own. I now hardly bother with that.
The decline of Instagram from a timeline based service to an advert filled algorithmic stream doesn’t fill me with confidence for threads. Similarly LinkedIn and other silos.
What all these systems bring is ease of use and this bring piles of pals. The onboarding to threads was almost invisible.
Unfortunately the ethically cleaner alternatives like mastodon or a combination of RSS & blogs have more friction. So far they have not had the huge influx of users that allows folk to build up a pile of pals. It would be useful, I think for someone to start an instance on mastodon for say Scot’s educators and then do some propaganda to get folk from twitter to move over.
I also really rate the micro.blog approach, which could be used as a model for educators.
I’ve PESOSed this post here.
This: Bob:Marley’s ‘War’ performed by Sinéad o’Connor! – YouTube
Then this:
Sinead O’Connor: ‘War’ live at the Bob Dylan Tribute. – YouTube
The second is as brave a performance as could be.
Read: Dead Lions by Mick Herron ★★★☆☆ 📚
The second in the series, grubby comic spies. I think I’ll keep reading these now and again.
Cochno Estate walk, More on Flickr #nature
Read: All’s Well by Mona Awad ★★★★☆ 📚
I really disliked, or was made uncomfortable by the narrator. Both when she was describing her illness or in her magically achieved wellness. It was compelling. Never sure if the action was real, unreliably reported or a hallucination.