I'm talking about middle-aged white men with crewcuts (I had a crewcut in 1969, no you can't see the photos), white shirts, pens in their pockets. I'm talking about the technocrats who controlled the flow of information in a time of scarcity. They live on, in the form of organizations who try to control technology as if it was still 1969. The men who like to say no.
Like manned space flight, they have outlived their usefulness. We each have the means to think, travel and communicate with each other how we like rather than how we are told to.
Huston, we have a problem.As Martin Weller points out, learning is complex. messy and variable. There is no mission controller.