Chris Cook in this morning’s Tortoise email:
“The challenge is how we all get to the finish line without needless further fatalities: a vaccine makes it increasingly clear that an infection delayed can now become an infection prevented.”
Exactly.
Today’s lesson: do not record your Zoom sessions locally, if you have multiple incoming streams. It seems to strain the connection too much.
The power of disinformation to capture people’s minds is terrifying. Watching a friend’s Facebook friend who is clearly deep in the rabbit hole is sobering.
As someone who spent my entire childhood north of the border, the increasing likelihood that Scotland will soon be an independent country is troubling me.
Today’s beach walk did not feel autumnal at all. Between the waves and the overcast skies, not to mention the biting wind, it felt distinctly like winter is coming.
OK. A week in I am prepared to say this:
Big Sur is bloody lovely and it has completely reignited my joy in using my Mac.
Wake. Take children to school. Train people via Zoom. Collect children. Feed children. Read bedtime story. Edit training videos. Sleep. Wake. Take…
I regret I didn’t take more notes in the early days of the first lockdown. It was an unusual, but quite special, family time. And I do want that memory - the good part, at least - to persist.
I need to remind myself more often that it doesn’t actually matter how far I am from my goals, as long as the direction of movement is largely correct.
They’re creepy and they’re kooky, Mysterious and spooky, They’re altogether ooky, They’re Adam’s family.
😎
The fact that the entire British political establishment is waiting anxiously for a blog post makes my deep loyalty to the medium feel completely validated. 😏
Media artisans and their tools…
One thing from the before times I really miss: just grabbing my laptop or iPad and heading to a coffee shop to work for an hour or two.
If home working turns into a long-term trend, I guess we’ll have to find ways of recreating those social lifelines.