He’s a natural, standing out at every public gathering—in the fitness club, on the golf course, at church and synagogue. He is jovial and funny, the toast of the party, a real screamer. Always the first to introduce himself, reaching across the room with a friendly and firm handshake.
Not satisfied with this explanation, I proceeded to enumerate various doomsday accident scenarios. The principal’s otherwise cheerful demeanor suddenly darkened and after a quick and nervous glance at her watch she said that it was unfortunate that our meeting had to end so abruptly, but that she had to run to an important conference.
So, on a recent trip to Rome I decided to seize the opportunity and drop by the Vatican to pay my homage to Mr. Galileo’s statue. Not being familiar with the neighborhood, I consulted one of the Swiss guards for guidance. The soldier, in a somewhat disinterested voice, informed me that there was no statue of Galileo in the Vatican.
In what is further proof of the principal of horror vacui, it seems that the legitimate banking mortgage industry has now given way to a new breed of entrepreneurial ventures. These con-corporations have smelled the blood in the water and are aggressively following Mr. Bigweld’s motto: “See a need, Fill a need”.
But alas, every garden has its resident snake, and such is the A grade serpent found in social network’s Garden of Eden. What many of us don’t realize is that the same characteristics that make the social networks so attractive are also their greatest limitation.