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Evans’ Rag

Vol 7 Issue 8

What led me to Lee Tilghman’s book was simple curiosity. What led me to write about her was recognizing I’ve cared for women she reminded me of. Where she is far different is her play on social media.

Could be a generational difference. No doubt. She’s totally comfortable blasting Instagrams into the ether. Me, I check both ways before crossing the street, except when I forget...

I’m on Facebook and LinkedIn, though I rarely use either. From when it first came on line, I knew I wouldn’t join Twitter if I was threatened by the National Guard. Nothing to do with its pyscho tycoon bro, though Musk in his baseball cap certainly wasn’t an encouragement. The thought of spazzing a few words, very limited words, about light weight topics doesn’t interest me. I’m very much long form.

My best reading has always been falling in with an author who takes her time. Just an initial wink or two to reassure me she has a plan for her story, but she doesn’t rush things. Tolkien stands as an exemplar.

An architect, Hugh Johnson introduced me to why saving the environment was part of our job as architects. His papers were pure research, and he insisted, if the subject was important, length was equally so.

Lee Tilghman has grown up with social media, as her book makes clear.

Instagram is all about the photos and videos—words are for the trimming.

It is de rigueur to regularly posted things you wouldn’t want your grandmother to read.

Martians must shake their heads when they tune in on social media.

Add great photos and presto, four posts.