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So i've been pushing old face to face
meetings that went to Zoom/Online
to go to HyBrid/Blended meetings,
which may have the best of both worlds,
an online component to a
studio audience (members on camera
in church/etc)
Others are more detached/
going OnPerson
and laving Zoom people to Zoom,
they may be remote, returning
graduates, i call them,
in programs that you never really
finish, perpetual students,
needing to be reminded daily,
if not more often that there is a problem,
and you're it...
So part of bull dozing people into
the Change, is working on the tech
in churches, which many are not
very technical, some may not even
have internet, wifi, something
Millenials can't even comprehend,
well, early adopters,
grey haired/ if have hair at all,
may see as different.
Fast forward on that path,
and some peopl e are likely
being left behind and pushed
into the information super highway
ditch, in a time of ConVid-19
basically mass graves
like the IRL counterparts,
separated but not equal...
here's a scenario
which may be true, idk,
i can't see the other side of it,
it's kind of a blind spot,
as mass action happens,
the effects of it take a while
to turn up, if ever...
We push it under the rug,
sort of the analogy,
So imagine a non technical
person, pushed towards technology,
you see you need a machine,
(Those dehumanizing ones
horror films go on about,
killing machines, insensitive
impersonal, something to rebel
against, like there aren't enough
already)
You need one, you've held out
saying you'd never get a VHS,
Beta, camcorder, cell phone,
smart phone, data plan,
home automation,
and become a pod,
some Metro$exual that
uses the latest technology,
or nay at all, a Luddhite,
and spell check goes with that too...
Hold out for a caring person to person
world where we meet in person,
some telephone, one ringie dingie
two ringie dingie, trying for an operator,
an actual human being not a telephone
tree, push 1 for help,
2 for a human being,
your wait time/ hold time is 30 minutes,
while muzak plays until you screen
like NetWork, the Movie...
Screaming out the window,
"I'm mad as hell, and not going to Take it
anymore..."
(think Rupert Murdoch and
Turner BroadCasting,
maybe cable & Satellite fees)
Maybe rurual and still not
broadband compatible,
like PatchAdams in West Virginia,
now sporting a stump,
got MRSA and amputated
(multiple times) to stay alive,
thanks the War Effort for
better protheses
not yet the 6 million dollar/
Bionic Man/Woman/Child...
But pushed that direction
each little move,
you see we have to go to
online, the PanDemic,
you need to enter the technological
age, see, it's a mouse, has a tail,
play solitaire, it's addicting,
but fun too, see not so bad,
the Trojan mouse approach...
first hit is free,
now addicted
porn was in there somewhere,
but we can't talk about that,
this is rated G/PG/PG-13+
on to fragging those aliens,
and they get realler each
passing of the turn/ clock,
time...
Zombies, Appocolpyse...
On the other side of the coin,
technical people, making it
easier, trying to help,
providing support....
Tech Support = TS
in it's many forms,
ToughShit, we can't help,
the kewl kids trying the latest
stuff, alpha testers, need to know
ahead of time what it's going to be like,
so know how to plan further out
for the masses, the 100 people,
thousands,hundreds of thousands,
millions WorldWide...
And so time marches on,
to senior centers, where an aid/
orderly/ Personal Assistant
rolls up the elderly to the machine,
no resistance, it's futile,
and prelude to snuff films
where the person has no control,
no objections, shut uf and take your
medicine,
rolls up drooling, reisisting, but
tied down, shackles, modern
as they are, can just control
the mouse, remote, can't go
backwards, like the war effort,
there is not retrograde,
march forward soldier,
only forward, charge!
DDay Invasion,
just past, and Father's Day
straight ahead...
Damn the Torpedoes,
Full Speed Ahead....
Well, in Zoom,
someone has to do the follow
on, someone on site, trying to get
it working, begrudgingly give
over the con/ control to the most
critical, and active, convert the
critic to be support,
well, tell how the controls work,
yhe menu to start breakout(s)
is in the bottom, ....
nope doesn't appea here
msart phone can't host,
try the desk/laptop, that works,
got a mnu item,
have to look at the interface,
packing up the rig/ setup,
even if not gotten owrking,
and the breakout is the online
peole 15 people, dwindles down
to a few, and some are duplicates
i've got two devices this laptop
HP HPProBook645In2018
running
Ubuntu2104DevelOnHP2021
a few gens/ changes over the years...
but what happened/
how did it go?
the crowds outside,
earphones/ buds on,
busy talking to online,
people come in behind
You Can't Do that,
this place,
it can't be like this,
I'm taking
and the Wailing Wall,
neighbors with pitchforks,
waking them, to shower at
4am , leave 6 am,
do errands, check postal,
see what is in the Big Blue Room,
take shopping carts left out along
the way, can't go further, things
are running slowly and
have to be online,
sure things to do across town,
but getting to warm,
going to be late,
shopping cart from a new area,
going that way, might as well,
(onlookers, see old guy stealing
shopping carts, must report old people,
they are stealing our way of life)
near police car, guess someohe
leff it for the guy/gal(s)
when they get out,
see, you have a cart,
your new home,
discharge to the streets,
saved your stuff, and have
a new model cart to live with,
NoMadNess, or similar
won an award
YouTuber to Millions...
made a movie, they now
call him Oscar, won one...
(Wants to talk to me?
reading / agreeing/ sympathizing
see we could have ended up like
him, but got out/ away
roaming free, instead,
next to BurningMan, gone
virtual...)
So the pitchforks are sharp,
teh people have amassed,
all i want to to after so much
conversion, the first online happened,
and tried a little Hosting,
a few minutes at the end,
try recording, someone missing
might have some thing for htem/ him,
but empty, maybe put in my own
room/ private Idaho,
to scream all i want,
been yelling at the screen,
talking back to the TV,
you see it's not ding what i want,
they don't hear, don't care,
just mute him
The crowd on the other end comes
across as noise, they are talking
all at once, can't see on this wifi
backbone who's lips are moving a blur,
big bodies and a few when not
looking up at the flourescent lights
overheads into the torture light,
can't shut eyes, get sleep,
when not the crotch shot,
put down, oh, don't know how that
looks, guessing some noises
are people jerking off,
can't tell, turned off camera,
might have missed the mic
in the excitement, rush,
to get off...
But another day in cybr space,
getting death notices,
someone didn't make the leap
into the other side,
fell into the abyss,
the cap, the divide,
can't leap that far,
donlt know where the unmute
button is, where/ what Mute
is, it's a 4 Letter Word,
like Selectively Mute,
ccan't talk some times,
most people their first meeting(s)
end up crying, but men,
so we don't cry, (in public)
must save that for
safe environment(s),
but the masses turn,
sometimes like the world,
sometimes counterflow/
salmon up stream to spawn,
But we can't change this system,
we have no say, going the crowd,
the only option, it's forward or nothing
but forward is a ditch,a mass coffin/
grave, and they can't hear you
scream on the fall down,
because we didn't tell you how to unmute,
you can't figure it out, because non technical,
and there would be a problem turning
on someone else's mic/ camera remotely,
it's a privacy issue, can't do it for them,
that wouldn't be right, and busy with the
other people, talking away,
now the new doormat,
just listen, in person would be looking
for the new and quiet one(s),
sand introducing,p laying the greeter,
finding someone to relate to
the outcast
to the new guy/ gal/ girl,
gut this one turned badly
died on the other end and
getting death notices,
but we won't tell him,
it's his first Hosting,
and didn't know,
can't tell him anything
he has to figure it out himself,
in the middle of the night,
the next morning,
oh that is what they were saying,
we lost people serially,
people dying during the transition
technical too busy pushing,
getting it owrking, having it fail,
to notice the newcomers
the new guys/gals,
they fell through the cracks
in the system we advocated for,
and forgot where we were,
how we got here,
what we are about
partying at the merge
of the old and new,
but forgetting to welcome
and greet the newcomer(s),
those that need us the most,
and know the least, all the jargon
all new faces, and new stuff,
books/ online eBooks,
chats, how to get into the chat,
out of the flood of backchannel
mess, noise to others,
but the lifeline to some,
you see we lost another one,
TheShortOfIt
in a new form,
can't figure out how to unmute
like dial in *6 but hidden in the menus
interfaces different
depanding on how you are connecting,
don't know what all the other ones
look like across iPad/ iPhone,iOS
Android, DeskTop/ CromeBook,
etc, extrapolate, the ... menu
item and have to touch screen,
whitespace hidden menus
until you do something
lost in the shuffle/ celebration,
and the missed funeral(s)didn't
remember our lost/ dead,
passed Memorial day,
tried being quiet about it,
less morose
but not forgotten, just defferred,
, and like spell check,
get to it the next pass through...
Cycle around return to the scene
of the crime, neglect,
abandonmnet, the unmet needs,
of the quiet few, others self agrandizing,
no good job, jerry, congrats, thanks
in tech the problems/ shit goes
down hill, sure i'll help,
finally get some control,
see what the other side looks like
menus with power,
but find there's nothing/ not much
for these special cases,
teakes some time to figure out
what is missing, how to be
welcoming to low tech people
not wanting to be there,
don't know the things
we do routinely and iwthout thinking
others may not know how to
unMute, turn on the Mic,
were is that symbol,
on my screen, i can't hear you,
haven't got audio connected,
it's just a picture,
and can't get sound,
have to connect to audio
thoruhg Wifi or Calling,
either way, takes bandwidth,
hope you have that Gig or better,
or whatever, DSL can't do,
takes for granted that it's tech
and others have it,
some don't or are new....
Oops, lost another one...
And this not so cheerleading
stuff is a downer,
instead of uplifting,
so brings mood down,
people can/ do relate,
but like a weight instead of a
lifejacket, people drown
while i'm venting
they are looking for oxygen
not exhaust...
Piping output, doesn't always
work, some need fresh air,
new environments,
and away from people
instead of into the angry
crowd gathered outside,
Wailing Wall Clsoed,
go home,
to the tune of
Another Brick in the Wall,
or One Tin Soldier Rides Away
exercise left for the reader,
after 5+ hours online,
without break,
start early
end late,
missed anohter one...
No good deed goes unPunished
like NoGoodDeedGoesUnPunished2021
just doing duty, what is in front of me,
i forgot to thank those i had roped into it
and didn't make it the next week,
likely comes back to haunt me,
as others did/ do the same...
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