Archive for January, 2009

Reaction

Opinion, please.

Yesterday I called 000. No, we didn’t have an emergency, what I am interested in is your opinions on why I reacted the way I did after I made the call. But let me tell you why I made the call in the first place. It happened on the way to work. I was standing on a crowded bus, and I happened to look out the window and saw a man lying on the footpath. I wondered what he was doing - was he asleep? Drunk? Ill? He didn’t look asleep, as he was kind of slumped against a wall, and he didn’t look especially comfortable (although you might argue that it’s not possible to be comfortable lying on a city footpath). He looked somewhat “rough” - unshaven, in a grubby t-shirt, worn jeans, and there was a pair of thongs next to his feet. Hmm, not wearing his thongs. Well, what can I do anyway, I thought. I’m in peak hour traffic, I can’t get off the bus (we were almost at the bus station), and yep, he’s probably just drunk. Right? Then I remembered the Kitty Genovese incident described in Malcolm Gladwell’s The Tipping Point:

Genovese was chased by her assailant and attacked three times on the street, over the course of half an hour, as thirty-eight of her neighbors watched from their windows. During that time, however, none of the thirty-eight witnesses called the police. (p.27)

The reason given for why no one called the police? “When people are in a group, in other words, responsibility for acting is diffused. They assume that someone else will make the call, or they assume that because no one else is acting, the apparent problem - the seizure-like sounds from the other room, the smoke from the door - isn’t really a problem.” (p.28)

What if the man was ill, or had been attacked? What if other people have also decided the guy was “just drunk”, or that someone else has already reported this? I pulled out my mobile and called. (I had no idea 000 goes to a call centre. They are very brusque. “City?” “State?”) Anyway, after I was put through (I asked for the police), I gave a brief description of the guy and the man on the other end said he’d send someone out to check.

By the time I hung up, the bus had arrived at the station. I got off the bus, and started shaking. I felt all weak and flustered. It was really strange - but luckily the shaking didn’t last too long, maybe ten or twenty seconds. Why would calling the police have had such an effect on me? Was it dealing with the police? (I don’t, usually.) Was the incident that exciting? (I wasn’t aware of thinking of it in terms of being exciting, especially as I made the call.) Have you had a similar experience?

I have no idea what happened with the man. Hopefully there was nothing seriously wrong with him.

Midweek

I’m thankful for:

  1. the open window and the cool breeze coming through it.
  2. my study. It’s great to have a room of one’s own.
  3. the smell of eucalypt oil. In the heat the scent of the gum trees sometimes wafts. I’ll usually be engrossed in something else, and because it’s unexpected it always makes me pause and inhale more deeply. To me it’s the quintessential smell of Perth because it was the first, and wonderfully distinct, odour I smelled when we stepped off the plane on arrival in Australia.
  4. my diary. Am really enjoying the daily reflection I get when I scribble in my diary.
  5. quiet time. I need it regularly and often, to recharge.

Evolution

Ever have those sorts of conversations, where, as you say your words out loud, you realise that you are articulating thoughts you have never spoken out loud to others?

I had one of those conversations the other day, when I was talking with Teresa, and I said that I am no longer particularly interested in all those bright and shiny new tools that are out there. I used to be, but these days I find that while I still keep a vague eye open for new things, I don’t care to rush out and play with new toys very much any more. (You will note I haven’t really written in depth about new toys here for a long long time.) I am more interested in learning about how the tools are evolving, and how our use of the tools is evolving. I would rather motivate colleagues, and get them interested and informed and start them doing things, and try to facilitate the right environment and support for them to continue to explore and learn all about these tools, than to do this myself.

When I think about it, I suppose it’s fair enough, really, seeing as I have been playing with a lot of these things for a while now - since 2005 - and it makes sense that my interests too have changed. Looking at the tools I use I realise that I have been using most of them for years:

  • blogging. I have been blogging since mid-2005. I started by being super-skeptical and quickly realised what A Big Thing all this is (Web 2.0, Social Media, call it what you will). I still enjoy blogging, but mainly as a writing exercise.
  • RSS. My absolute favourite, the bestest, most amazingest tool of them all. Started off using Bloglines in 2005, gradually migrated to Google Reader. Without my RSS aggregator I would be lost - it is essential for my continued learning.
  • Twitter. Would you believe I have had my Twitter account since November 2006? It was pretty frustrating back then, because hardly anyone used it - but look at it now. As Chris Corrigan says: “Hooray for Twitter.” I learn a lot from Twitter.
  • Flickr. Have had an account since early 2005, too, I think. I can still remember how fun and compelling I found it back then. Got a paid account not long after discovering it.
  • LibraryThing. My personal library would be nothing without you, LibraryThing. I am a proud life member and have had my account since 14 September 2005.
  • Facebook. Have had an account on Facebook for a long time too, way back in the days where you had to have a .edu email account to be able to create an account there. I go through phases with FB and don’t think I am super active there but I check it at least once a day and have been enjoying the fact that I have friends there from many different language communities. I don’t think I can express quite how much it completes me to be able to communicate with others in the languages I speak. (Corny, I know…)

There are others tools and services*, of course, but these are the ones that have really made my life easier. I expect I will continue to use them for as long as they do. (Assuming they continue, of course.)

What about you? Has your interest in this whole hoo-ha changed at all? Assuming you have (had) an interest, of course. What continues to interest you?

I am glad I had this conversation. Thanks Teresa!

* E.g. FriendFeed, Google Docs, Twine, GoodReads, Last.fm, etc.