On Sun, Jun 15, 2008 at 8:30 PM, ss <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > Personal observations here. I do not intend to hurt anybody's feelings. > > Silk is, after all, primarily a circle of FoU. U always said he was a > collector of interesting people and what I have seen and read on Silk > certainly proves that. > > But it seems to me that a circle of friends always has the effect of > increasing the "comfort zone" over time, after which guards drop and we > start > getting more "personal". > ...
I am largely a lurker on Silk list - just like I am on any other list; I am large and I lurk; probably amounts to the same thing. However, here is my small un-lurking observation. I think there comes a time in the life of any collective, that the primary interests/ideologies/idiosyncracies/genius, while it still remains as one of the strands that holds the collective together, people, once they start responding to each other in 'person' are bound to get...er... 'personal'. I am not sure if you are posting a lament or a critique or that mythical thing - an objective observation. I would be very interested to know (and I am really not being cheeky here) what is the point of this email. Is it to kick-start conversation like it used to be in the 'good old days' or is it more a generic comment on how everything good comes to an end; And completely on a tangent, and, given his text-book popularity, not really very high-brow either, but here is one of the few poems by Robert Frost that I like (and hence can't help quoting): Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. Nishant -- Nishant Shah Doctoral Candidate, CSCS, Bangalore. Director (Research), Centre for Internet and Society, Bangalore Asia Awards Fellow, 2008-09 # 0-9740074884
