Michael Caine is humming to himself: In the meadow we can build a snowman. Then pretend that he is Parson Brown. He'll say "Are you married?" We'll say, "No, man! 'Cause the bigots in the Senate shot us down."
That's my pastor. If you're on Facebook, go friend him, 'cause he's trying to get to 1000 friends, and he only has 111 to go.
What's that you say? No, it is NOT shallow! It's just very media-savvy, that's all!
But if you friend Michael, you should friend me first, 'mkay? Marta Rose.
edited to add additional lyrics, suggested by one of Michael's Fb friends:
Later on we'll conspire
as we plot by the fire
and think of new ways to be nice to gays
surviving in a bigot's wonderland.
1 comment:
i am intrigued how facebook can enable these long, loopy narrative conversations-- about that which matters or the ridiculous (or both) in a chain of folks who may not know each other or live near one another, but who share some similar-- and some different-- ethos (how do you make that plural?).
Experimenting with how to engage people. but trusting the serendipity of self-selection. they can get involved when they want, just read along silently, or delete...
anyway, the "reach" (how big a constituency) is one important variable in engagement. the other seems to be the novelty of a strings' origin...
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