Thus I am back to investigating.
Researching has dramatically changed since my first collegiate attempt. I remember that the Library was the temple, the great sanctuary to knowledge, the modern Shrine to Seshat. Only at the great repository could I gather the information I wanted to absorb. If the information was not at my current library, I had to seek through the card files and make phones call to other institutions to locate an obscure manuscript. I then waited as it was shipped to my depository. After the manuscript arrives I needed to sign the material out and only be able to study it within the confines of the shrine, of course only during open hours.
When next I gave it the ol’ college try, research was done on my own computer, sifting across rants, trolls, lies and reviews. I learned what was accepted: peer review, known sites that have an approval from institutional learning centers, and of course these are not free. Citing a Wiki was not accepted nor allowed. Google was a start, never a fact. Seshat’s Shrine was only used for a quiet area to study, an empty area to meet, or a cheap copy center. The great repositories are all online for a price.
I did well and completed my graduate degree. I am now ‘full of’ B.S. This exploration was exciting.
Then the letter.
Online lookup, coupled up with opening boxes long ago put into storage. This was a combination of the two. I also wanted to ‘call out’ to whoever was doing this; a friend, an enemy or a conspiracy?
So I also had to look up a way to talk about this voyage and record this jaunt. I reached out to some friends; authors and bloggers. I imagined a blog was a way of combining the two. Now I am learning how to blog, (still trying to acquire a way to button my blog so that it is easier to find).
Another package arrives. . .