hyperdanja

Friends, Romans, Countrymen…

The following is a rant.

I’ve had some extreme and bizarre happenings in my personal life recently, yet still I find a compulsion back to Planet RDF (cheers Dave). Why? Because the human animal has enough mental capacity to take it, not only from the plains of Africa to Europe (watch some Attenborough DVDs) but from my parents to me. Pair of them are fruitcakes. Me, I post cat photos that the whole world can see. Let me say that slowly: I can post my own cat photos that the whole world can see. Now my father can too (’cept it’s dogs).

This is good - text & pictures on a global scale from even the most humble (well, once we get OLPC) scale.

As individuals on this planet of ours, we may simply be born, eat the wrong kind of calamaris, and die.

Too heavy.

Let me try this: I don’t understand your JSON. No Idea what you are trying to say. My programs might, if you tell me what to do. But I’m not Apple, MS or Sony. You need to tell me these things in languages I can (with the help of this machine) understand.

Give us a pointer to the thing you are talking about, the angle you’re taking and the thing you have to say. Me, a .en-uk in .it The Web only knows resources. The Web is my interface to the world.

Starting to look like one of Kingsley’s explanations…time to stop.

I want serendipity, but I also want useless animal experiments to stop, I want people being prepared for tsunami, I want to stop close friends dying prematurely.

Damn, getting dark. Let’s be positive, in a century’s time, even my cats speak RDF/XML.

Sparql does respond to her name already…see above.

// note to self : hyperlink this baloney, grumble about WordPress

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