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Information Ladder for Analytics

One very commonly used diagram in marketing and sales by analytics providers, which is hardly ever credited to its author is the Information Ladder

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Information_ladder

The information ladder is a diagram created by education professor Norman Longworth to describe the stages in human learning. According to the ladder, a learner moves through the following progression to construct “wisdom” at the highest level from “data” at the lowest level:

Data →
   Information →
                Knowledge →
                                    Understanding → 
                                                                  Insight →
                                                                                 Wisdom

Whereas the first two steps can be scientifically exactly defined, the upper parts belong to the domain of psychology and philosophy.

I sometimes think the information ladder and especially the latter two parts are underutilized, under-quantified as metrics and rarely understood completely by the wise men in analytics and information display.

Some visual versions are below

 

Funny enough, it is one of the rare concepts first inspired by poetry-

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DIKW

The earliest formalized distinction between wisdom, knowledge, and information may have been made by poet and playwright T.S. Eliot 

Where is the Life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

 

Every Revolution Needs a Poet

Every revolution needs a poet.

Every poet needs a revolution.

Every bird needs a branch to sit.

Every tree wishes for some birds to meet.

Every hacker deserves some respect.

Every corporation needs to pay its bills.

Every scumbag was once a human baby.

Every baby will grow up to do atleast one horrible thing.

Forget and Forgive.

Let it be and let it go.

And if you cant forget, forgive then fight

Will each cell in your brain, each sinew in your fingers

Kill all the killers if you cannot forgive the killing

Hack all the servers, tear them root by root,

if you cannot forgive the deceptions.

Violent begets violence,

be aware and beware.

The Lover: A Poem


The Lover

Your emerald eyes,

Like dewdrops glistening on green grass.

The shine in them,

Is like the twinkling of the stars.

You’re ivory skin,

Reminds me of the moonlight.

Like a gorgeous lily

Colored in silvery white.

Your sunkissed hair,

Blowing gently in the breeze.

I do not look long,

My breath may freeze.

You’re sideways glance,

As sharp as a knife.

Like a Greek goddess or a marble sculpture,

Brought to life.

Your poise, your grace,

Guides my moving pen.

Your beauty brings out,

The poet within.

The tinkle of your soft voice remains in my ears,

Long after you are long gone.

Your memory drives me crazy,

Makes me want to break out in a song.

 

 

Alas, my dear

I am in love with your beauty

But not with you.

This sounds like an obsession,

For this love is not true.

I am a passionate man,

With much passion to spare.

As soon as you leave my thoughts,

Someone else is already there.

 

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