Some things just need repeating. Last week,
#songsfromthesouthisland took hold of the Twitter universe
and an email from a reader of Mackline prompted me to revisit
some of the songs submitted during the night.
The sign that impressed me most in on a recent visit to China
was the one warning me that using the internet could damage
my health. By clicking on to the world wide web, I
acknowledged those health dangers in deciding to continue.
The older ones among us, well not too old obviously, will
remember Napster, the file-sharing technology that helped
dismantle the traditional music industry a decade ago.
Just when you think we have reached saturation point with
social networks, Microsoft slyly launched a new version of
its own network on the day Facebook listed on Wall St.
In four years I have written 17 personal cheques - you know
the ones, bits of paper where you write the amount in words
and figures and sign your name at the bottom. Invariably, I
try to pay everything I can online.
Lately, I have been having bad dreams. Apparently, we all
dream at times through our sleep but I never seem remember
them. But this past month, the dreams have been vivid,
perhaps even lucid, and remembered - and that is not a good
thing.
One of the big selling points for buying an Apple Mac used to
be that the market was so small that hackers steered away
from them as not enough money could be made from scams of Mac
users.
