An Open Letter to Larry Page
I’m not really sure what it is about Google that makes it so great. Well, I mean, I can grasp the social implications and how it has changed the layman’s conception of information; I awe the overarching largeness of it, how Google has penetrated the world; I am pleased to see my name when I type it in a query and even more pleased that Google has been enjoying one of my best articles on Wolf Solent.
Unfortunately, Larry Page, I have no mind for the technical, it’s all a big sack of bricks to me. No matter, I will swing my attempts to convince at the one thing we have in common (besides the humanness, of which I read you are a great proponent): Michigan! Yes, Michigan!
Not like you, Larry Page, should buy a ‘G’ or an ‘L’ or whatever you wish just because our mothers birthed us in that mittened state, but maybe it would help. As it would help to check out the worthy free-the-internet causes that we are also in support of.
I must say, Michigan smells so good in the spring and it is horrible in the winter, especially Lansing, which becomes a grey cloud for the shorter part of six months. Now that you are living in the Bay Area and that you have millions to spare I’m sure you have no shortage of sunny skies, except when the fog rolls in.
Weather aside, what can possibly top California’s dramatic coastline, especially that bit to the South, Big Sur, especially that bit to the North, through the mystic redwood forests? Michigan is so humble in comparison. Perhaps that is why I miss the people of Michigan (perhaps the Midwest in general) even more than the laziness of its land. Michiganders tend not to be so frantic, so far-bent and high-stressed; they tend to lean towards a simple appreciation that is quickly being stomped upon in our faster, flashier world.
So, Larry Page, fellow Michigander, what do you say? The ‘G’ or the ‘L’ or both, are up for sale. Your patronage would make especial sense here; your support would not go unnoticed; your presence would be not without gratitude. What do you say Larry Page, come on, buy a ‘G’!
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