Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for July 31, 2023

Oxygen theft

And X marks the spot.

I wouldn’t go near them, if I were you …

At least you don’t have to listen to jack hammers.

Most start-ups end out on the street anyways. This saves moving costs.Plus the WiFi is better out there

Don’t worry, Phil. There is nothing to understand anyway.

I’m approaching the Huh? age signified by how much more difficult it is for me to understand new stuff. It makes some of my elderly pals really angry. Not me. I just smile and say to my self, “Brain, we’ve had a good run, now it’s time to take it easy”.

What they need is a platform that will turn Fecesbook into the next MySpace!

I came to terms with that some years ago.

That would explain the foul Musk in the air.

I dunno. – I’m with Phil.

Yep! Society today! How sad!

Moi non plus.

I wrote my first computer program in 1966. I had my first cell phone in 1986. I’ve made my living as a programmer and a data analyst. You would think with credentials like these, I am a bleeding edge adaptor.

I only accept so much technology and I use it on my terms. When my phone rings while I am in a conversation, people will ask, “Aren’t you going to get that?” I reply, “No, I’m not that important.”

I don’t have streaming services and I have to activate the light switches, turn on the oven and iron my clothes in my house manually. I do have smart thermostats (Yes, they are worth it) and I managed to set up a guest WiFi network for when we have company and I have a QR code printed out so they can scan it to join the network.

That is about the extent to which I have allowed technology to control my personal life.

Social media is limited to here, LinkedIn (I am sort of job searching) and Facebook which I check once every couple of week to see who has posted pictures of their grandchildren or cats.

The Count thinks it should be called The Anti Social Media.

If I were older — a lot older — I would say I stopped understanding in 1913. That would actually be pretty good since almost everybody else stopped understanding in 1905.

Einstein release Special Relativity on a baffled world in 1905. After many, many decades I have been able to come to grips with it (although only the simpler mathematical equations).

But General Relativity, 1913, is still far out of my grasp, as it is with all but a few super-smart physicists. Even many who work with that do not understand it.

Social Media Construction Zone: Hard hats suggested, but not required (some heads are already hard enough). 8>)

Birds of a feather.

It’s all the same. Just different avatars and faster scams.

I neither understand nor care. I’m comfortable with whatever modern technologies are necessary, and have, bit by bite, shed those that are superfluous. I’m also finding that the older I get, the less I use social media sites.

You have to Thread through that crowd

These guys look like they’d be really good at posting videos of cats. Just what we need more of

I wish they’d finish tearing down the old one.

More like Social Media Destruction zone, especially in Chef Twit’s case.

It’s a “distributed” phenomenon which may be the point of the joke or Wiley Miller not understanding it. :)

Also notice that most of the new social network people are crammed into a little square “box” except for one guy getting comfy outside that box.

And the puppy is thinking; ‘’Look at all those targets and me with an empty tank. Sigh.’’

X marks the spot, in your mind it will rot…

If only social media spread could be kept within boundaries like that.

The existentialists figured this one out years ago. Purpose and meaning are not things you can apply to life.

GoComics is as much social media as I can stand.

Time for an Acme anvil. . . .

optometrist opens across street;does land office business

The older I get and the more I know, the more I realize I don’t know sh!t. And if anyone tries to tell you they know, run.

A new social medium specializing in discussion groups relating to cybercurrency.

It is nice that they put up a sign to warn you. Easy to avoid that way.

Where are all the good grand pianos gone – or anvils?

I haven’t understood anything in years. I have yet to come to terms with that.

There has been an alarming increase in the number of things you know nothing about. — Ashleigh Brilliant