Reading over last night’s blog and I realize I stopped short of what I really meant to say.
Which was this: It looked like a regular population map – The same areas would have been lit up if the chart showed the numbers of people watching TV or talking on the phone. In fact, you see the same light pattern just on a satellite view of planet Earth. On the other hand, the same areas (most of Africa, the central swath of Australia, and the mountainous regions of Asia) are always 
so black they might as well be a part of the sea. It’s the distribution of people and technology.
But, it got me thinking. If they can map the use, and they can monitor the details of that use, like who’s talking to who about what (and they can), then we are very close to having a comprehensive map of the internet, an aerial view of the consciousness that is one level above our individual senses. Mind boggling stuff.
At the same time, we are getting better and better maps of the brain. Micro-network, macro-network, something like that. Shifts in consciousness at a certain point of mass in the accumulation of data.
The cool story I’d like to write about tonight, though, is this. In a nutshell, rich lady buys
She really should’ve seen this coming
mansion near Pittsburgh that was owned by some big one percenter back in the prohibition era with plans to turn it into a bed and breakfast. She finds a whole bunch of whiskey hidden behind the walls. Like, really, really old whiskey.
The caretaker, a 60 something gentleman by the name of John Saunders, did what many of us would have done faced with such an abundance of liquid inspiration. He drank it.
Now, she’s claiming that it was worth $100,000 and she’s prosecuting to the full extent of the law. Legally, of course, she’s in the right.
I can’t help but side with old John the caretaker, though. I’ll bet he deserved the drink a lot more than she deserved the $100,000.
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