I created New Nightingales as a Blog 2 Years ago, having written the Book and wanting it to have an audience. Two years later it has an astonishing 44 Thousand Visitors.
The New Nightingales Chronicles
Egged on by others I created St Twitters as a Blog a year ago, the Private Eye equivalent of the NHS. Tongue in cheek irony it pokes fun at Nursing and Healthcare, whilst offering some interesting historical perspectives. A year later it has received 25 Thousand visits.
St Twitters
And then there is me, a 58 year old Grand Father. A Nurse, a Teacher, an Academic.
David Barton RN, ENB100, DipN, B.Ed. M.Phil, PhD !!! SoMe user / communicator
I never expected to be a 'Blogger'. 3 Years ago I had never heard of Blogging. OK I had a FaceBook account, but Twitter was a mystery. And as I explain in the closing Chapter of New Nightingales where I had no plans, no visions or ambitions for being a Senior Academic Nurse in 1979, no more had I of Social Media participant in 2007. And yet here I find myself on a dark February Sunday Night in 2014 'Blogging', Tweeting (with a ridiculous following of 3400 - nuts), engaging in a new virtual space of human communication.
Oh.. BTW - This is one I prepared earlier :o)
ASTONISHING – TECHNOLOGY
HUMANS AND THE FUTURE
HUMANS AND THE FUTURE
Today I sat watching Dafydd, my 2 year old grandson, with
astonishment. He sat (well he fidgeted actually - constantly) next to his
father whilst he stared intently at a touch screen Smart Phone screen. He then deftly
used his finger to flick through screens. He giggled as he got to the Games
screen, opened his favourite game, and went to find the hiding rabbit! He is 2
years old and he had grasped the concept not only of a touch screen but also
its interface. That cognitive step has humbled me, not because he is my
grandson, but because we humans always underestimate the genius of the human
mind and its ability to learn and invent at an extraordinary rate. That ability
defines us, and perhaps is what sets us apart.
Let me take you on a personal journey – a history of technology
in my life time. I was born in 1956 – for some this was a long long time ago. I
have early childhood recollections of a grainy 8 inch flickering black and white
television and a large wooden gramophone player – and very grand they were. The
house telephone was a large black machine with a shiny metal dial, it was a
party line, shared by 3 different households.
Then I remember my Fathers bursting pride when we had our
first colour TV when I was 12 in 1968. There was much excitement that night as
he fiddled with the contrast, colour mix, and of course the blasted Arial position
– we were captivated by the large 15 inch screen. We watched Neil Armstrong
take his first steps on the Moon on that TV. It was not long later before I had
my first portable record player for Xmas, playing black vinyl singles and long
players – learning to love the music of Led Zepplin, Jimi Hendrix and the
Doors. As I entered my 20s in 1976 I was delighted when I got my first Digital
Watch – how cool was that – a watch with moving numbers.
In 1980 I started my studentship as a Nurse at Kings College
Hospital. We were shown Cine films by Nurse Tutors of pathologies and surgery
through large flickering projectors – some were really quite good. But by the
time my first son was born in 1983 we saw the arrival of Video Tape – the BIG
question was VHS or BetaMax. Shortly after I bought my 1st Video
Tape player and watched a film on out little rented colour TV – you could stop
it if you need to have a cap of Tea or nip to the Loo. It was I thought a
technological miracle.
In 1885 Live Aid was broadcasted to a global population of
1.2 Billion Humans – communication technology was, it seemed, beginning to
change the world. By the late 1980s, in my early 30s, we first heard of a
mystical future communication technology – microchips and the Internet – it
meant nothing to me. However my treasured Vinyl collection was now consigned to
history and being replaced by “Compact Disks” (CDs), and mobile CD players
where Ghetto Blasters were the in thing.
In 1991, at the age of 35 I started my first degree, and
bought my 1st computer. The Amstrad 9512, you had to load the disk operating
system (DOS), and then it ran an early Word processor “LocoScript” - it was in
the stuff of science fiction – a “home” computer. Mind you I was a little
sceptical about the new “Windows” programme – why I wondered would you want to
open more than one programme at a time. In 1995 I was given my first Email
address at work – Wow – goodbye to paper memos. We got our 1st
mobile phone – it was the size of a brick. I connected from home for the 1st
time to the “Internet” via America Online (AOL). As I sat there boggling my
wife passed by – looked at the screen and said “So – so what”? And forget Video Tape - let’s talk DVDs.
OK – what happened next was exponential. Today Email is
considered by the younger generation as passé, Social Media has connected he
world in a way that just 10 years ago was unimaginable. I have a mobile phone
that exceeds many times all the total computational technology that enabled the
Apollo 11 Moon landing. I am writing
this “BLOG” on my Netbook whilst half watching a 42 inch HD Flatscreen TV. I am
connected wirelessly to the Internet. I am connected to Social Media – and there are 4 computers in my house. My
wife banks on-line, and shops on-line (she discovered her “So What”). I can
talk instantly to people half a world away and I am good friends with people I
have never actually physically met. And, despite the world’s ills, in the main
we have used all this technological advance for the greater good of humanity –
and to our extraordinary ability to find new ways to communicate.
In just under 60 years I have gone from that little
flickering Black and White Screen I remember as a young child to this technology
that has connected our world – a Global conversation - a result of our human
genius. And now – at just 2 years my grandson is grasping technologies that
were indeed the stuff of Science Fiction when I was his age. Dafydd will grow
up never knowing a time before the Internet, before Google, Facebook or
Twitter. I cannot imagine what he may be doing 56 years from now – but I expect
it with be extraordinary.