It’s been a week since this un-lecture and my mind is still f r e a k i n g  o u t .

The main idea that I took away from the hour of intellectual mayhem was the way we humans obsess over and crave stories. Movies, TV shows, radio shows, novels; they all have a beginning, middle and end as they tell a story.

But then there’s the internet – no man’s land. There’s no beginning here, there’s no crisis that shakes up the lives of the characters, and there’s no dramatic finale with a big celebration of closure to the story.

And yeah okay, to an extent I can agree with this. But then there’s a little part of my brain, the very literal side of me, that can argue against that.

To me as an individual, there are many experiences that are kind of a beginning to the internet. And there’s an end. For example. Not long ago I opened my laptop and started up Google Chrome. That’s the beginning of this encounter with the internet. Then I logged on to Media Factory and started catching up with everything that’s been happening with our Network Media blog system. And then I started typing this post. Afterwards I’ll probably write a few more posts. And then I’ll log off… (the ending of the story is coming)… And then I’ll close my laptop. And there’s my internet story. I started, some things happen, but then those things stopped happening and the story was over.

Perhaps a far too literal interpretation of this idea, maybe I’m mad, but I reckon I’m on to something good here if I do say so myself.