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For the More Mature

If you believe the news these days, then I guess you could say I'm entering into my (gasp!) "more mature" years.  It seems that long-form blogs are apparently not as exciting as they used to be.  According to an article by the Associated Pres that appeared in today's Salt Lake Tribune, the age demographic of those who blog and those who don't is definitely skewing older.  The research says that teenagers and young adults just don't find blogging that exciting anymore, and they prefer quicker and briefer forms of communication.  

Quoting from the article: "Tech experts say it doesn't mean blogging is going away. Rather, it's gone the way of the telephone and e-mail -- still useful, just not sexy...  Pew estimates that roughly one in 10 online adults maintain a blog -- a number that has remained consistent since 2005, when blogs became a more mainstream activity. In the U.S., that would mean there are more than 30 million adults who blog...  But according to the data, that population is aging.  The Pew study found, for instance, that the percentage of Internet users age 30 and older who maintain a blog increased from 7 percent in 2007 to 11 percent in 2009." 

I think that's supposed to be a kind way of saying that those of us of a certain age (and believe me, we all know who we are) are "out of touch".  Yeah, well I kind of knew that already.  Despite having a "high tech" job, it takes me about 10 minutes to type out and send a text message, and I still have a flip cellphone (not to mention a land line).  I only joined Facebook in the last year, and I have no idea what Tweeting is all about.  I pride myself on knowing what's going on in the world of entertainment, but when my niece says that her favorite singer is Colbie Caillat, I have absolutely no idea who that is (I would buy her the CD, but apparently I'm one of the few people who still buy those as well.  I guess all the youngsters download it from iTunes).  I finally got an iPod, but I decided on the more expensive model because the screen, the controls and the font were all larger.  Ah, the joys of being 40 (or shall I say "more mature").

Frankly, I don't think this news will bother me too much.  The blog is still good for spouting off and providing extended details of what's going on in my life.  Plus, there's benefits to being more mature.  The youngsters may be quicker and more connected than I am, but in the immortal words of Kathy Bates, "I'm older, and I have more insurance."

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!nge said…
Oi! Tell me about it as I get older the heels get shorter, the skirts longer, the wider elastic waistbands ... and not to mention I now keep a magnifying glass handy in the pantry.

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