Interestingly subtle striations in the gray sky this morning which, when photographed, appear as flat gray.

Strange how when one's experience is a constant flow of metaphors and suchlike, people tend to seize on one or another according to their own predilections and raise it to status of emblem, not peculiar to metaphor, of course, just a special case of the privileged scene, pivotal because one imagines it to be so.

What's different about data overload today is not that there's more of it, there's always been an inconceivably large amount of it, it's that we have different ways available to conceptualize it and that more of it is shared.