July 18th, 2011 | daybook
On July 9, I made my sole public post on Google+. It reads:
Dear 1000 people who have added me to their circles apparently overnight: very kind of you to think of me, but the system is just not fine-grained enough yet to let me sort through you effectively. So I have to declare Google+ bankruptcy. Sorry.
Also none of you invoked me in the approved manner, which requires a bottle of whisky, ritual drumming, fire, two chickens, a bucket of eels and a nurse.
Neil Gaiman copied the post to his own account, and then deleted his account a couple of days later. Totally understandable. That little red notification button going off in Gmail every sixty seconds can get a bit maddening. I just took a look at Google+. Since I posted this, another 4000 people have added me to their circles. It’s an interesting service, but it’s nigh impossible to find the people I actually know or am interested in within the flood of faces. And the “relevancy” system is, um, not very good. In fact, I summed my experience of that up as:
SCIENCE: I am actually probably not that good at it. But I have the lab coat regardless. And they cannot have it back.