Dear Web 2.0:
There used to be a time when video and real words on digital highwires weren't battling for the universe in pseudo-deity fist-to-cuffs fashion.
There was a time when these two 1's-n-0's ninjas weren't fighting for our collective souls like a couple of Dante's adolescent angels left tossing insults on the spiritual cutting room floor, a technological battle cry barely etched in charcoal bison stick figures on the weathered Lascoux cave walls of our collective educational memory.
What Bards and Yoda Can Teach Us About the Story
We're talking way, way back (before the Wayback Machine, in fact).
Back when stories were stories, and storytellers were butt-kickin' warriors who only wore the traveling singer-poet garb to keep the kings from becoming sword-lashing antsy.
You know, sort of like a middle ages Yoda wandering the highlands.
Just with a lot more under the robe than even Beowulf might have promised Technorati's Herot.
Graphics of Universal Understanding
But if I had to give up the epic rite of storytelling our very lives across the flame-licking camp fire deep insider our ancient selves...
...but wanted to stop shy of this digital bruh-ha-ha gaining faculty lounge storm clouds over the last few years...
I'd pull up a comfy seat with a copy of Otto's classic tome on aligning a universal visual language (the Mister Miagi of "information graphics") under my arm, and try the yoemen's work of wondering how we put the cultural fissures of the classroom Humpty Dumpty back together again.
What Will Our Legacy Be?
But then again, if writing (and video) disappears, we'll be nothing more than traffic signs on the larger educational & life learning curves.
Which might not be a bad thing.