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First Post...
I’ve been meaning to start a blog for the longest time. A blog, a vlog, youtube channel all the rather less restrictive platforms to post on to express your views. Being an African, Zimbabwean one at that, harnessing the power of the world wide web has never been my forte. However, as the person who I perceive myself to be and strive to be, I have failed to appreciate that the Internet, information, may be Africa’s salvation.
Technology coupled with internet access can bring about an array of wonders in development. Allow remote communities access to qualified Doctors and receive valid diagnosis (follow link: http://mgafrica.com/article/2016-05-25-app-that-allows-rural-doctors-seek-advice-remotely-from-experts-scoops-africa-health-prize ) to information bringing about some seemingly democratic activity via mobile applications that run on internet social media platforms. Contemporary Case and point my very own country (follow link : https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/monkey-cage/wp/2016/07/15/did-recent-protests-in-zimbabwe-really-go-from-tweets-to-streets/ ).
It is the information age. The age of my generation. The dawn of reshaping the world. I day dreamed the other odd afternoon whilst sitting in my office waiting for a call back on a quotation I gave a ten days ago, waiting on a response from the “gentleman” who owes our company money for construction work we did for him months back....
in the distant future: a child in third or fourth grade or whatever system we will have then, being asked to write a biographical essay on any individual of their choosing based off that individuals web footprint. The catch would be that the individual would have to be one that was not famous and that was no longer alive in that era. Thus a Period Biographical Essay...The child would search for any one of us, granted we aren’t famous and write about who we are based off our internet ramblings. All those emotional facebook posts, those obnoxious tweets, those drunken pics and videos on instagram, those poorly written existential blogs, those linkedIn career updates, those relationship statuses and images, those newly wed posts, those baby bump poses.... you catch my drift. An entire life story till death can be captured online. Documented and studied, by an 8 year-old. Food for thought.
I gotta run. Protests currently occurring in my city. Gotta keep stay glued to my twitter timeline and watch my pericsope for live feed. The information age.
Curiously Yours,
Verse Major
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