Friend or flaneur?

me of course

Now tell me, is that the face of a flaneur? No. It’s art. A great opportunity to introduce the creative genius of Oscar (see yesterday – things look better in a camera than real life!), and he’s grown up in a changing world. A technological world. Through a gradual mithridatism he’s learnt to survive, I suppose. Toxic childhood? No, there’s only toxic adults. Here’s a quote: “Over the last twenty-five years, huge technological and cultural changes have transformed the lifestyle of people in the developed world largely for the better” …mmm, debatable but then: “A toxic cocktail of the side-effects of cultural change is now damaging the social, emotional and cognitive development of a growing number of children, with knock-on effects on their behaviour.” What???? Now apart from the metaphorical mash-up of a cocktail of side-effects with knock-on effects, what is this gibberish and how is it evidenced? Dear me, there must be better things to read. Take Kate’s blog – here you can read the unfolding narrative of her trip to San Fransisco, moving through paper writing, to ca (conference anxiety) and on to what to wear, which accessories, and what music to take. And I started to worry, too! Which paper, which black jeans? Should I take the cardigan (or will it be too warm?). Black suede shoes? Perhaps a dash of colour, a shoulder bag for the true flaneur look. Anything else?