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This post is probably my most changed and edited post of this weblog ever. It all started when I saw the World Wide Web as a good way to create new networks and maintain existing ones more easily.

Since 2001 I have tried my hand at various portals and websites, such as IIICS or World Citizenship, which I still run more or less for nostalgic reasons, or at least kept the address.

Other attempts, some of which were initially very successful, are only, if at all, about that Internet Archive to find.

Ultimately, all networks are and live from the commitment of the people involved; It is therefore also quite normal for networks to constantly change, to disappear again and again and to be replaced by new ones, whereby the quality of each network can only be assessed by its topicality. To put it bluntly: even the best telephone book from the 20th century no longer serves its purpose.

And to get straight to the point, Facebook, Twitter and Co. are only temporary phenomena whose current significance will probably be difficult to convey to later generations.

And from all my own experiences, your own phone book, which contains the phone numbers of people you can call XNUMX/XNUMX from any location, is the best networking tool there is, unless of course you have it "his" numbers are all stored in his head, that too should still exist.

But I also conclude from this that every network has a natural limit that can at most be expanded somewhat by very lively network communities, but not very far.

All other attempts and efforts live exclusively from people's passion for collecting. I too was once "proud" to have accumulated as many Facebook "friends" as possible, but in the meantime I have reduced them back to zero, or even to many LinkedIn Partnerships that I will probably never need or use.

And even the use of networks as better and cheaper distribution or advertising communities is very questionable for normal use, because here too: "It's Crime and Sex That Sell News!"

"But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up under them. It can't last."

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (2012 [1953]: 146)