I know you think that this will be an analysis of Big Data or Cloud or something else. But I wanted to pause for a moment and provide my thoughts about the bombing at the Boston Marathon. A poem:
Normal
Were we normal yesterday before we heard about the bomb?
Will we ever be normal again?
Were we ever normal?
We live our lives in snapshots of joy, confusion, and fear.
We ache for normal
Will we be bored again?
Can we grab each other and hug and hope for normal?
Will we ever live small insular lives again? No and Yes.
April 15, 2013
