Month: May 2005

Mental

Even if you don’t agree with his methods, if you’ve caught any of episodes of Derren Brown’s show Trick of the Mind, you’ll have to admit that he is very talented at what he does. Some of the results are remarkable. If you caught any of his first series you can see he is building on the foundations of the methods he developed back then but it’s one thing having a rough idea of how something is done, quite another to do it.

I’m not a fan of his more grandiose projects, the live Russian roulette was in a little poor taste, and think the series showcases his talents much better. Watching him bemuse a scouser into handing over his watch, wallet, keys and mobile phone, TWICE in quick succession was both hilarious and fascinating. If you are really interested, he reveals some secrets from the last series on his Channel Four website (including how those people in the phone boxes ended up slumped on the floor after a thirty second phonecall).

Tonights show, has him guess what object someone is thinking of as they stare into space, get slapped by Jo Whiley (lucky devil) and the finale is quite creepy, nasty and possibly a little sick, you are warned of this before the segment starts. I’m not going to spoil it for you, suffice to say that I was uttering various swearwords as the reveal slowly took place. “Twisted fucker” being one of the more choice phrases.

So tune in tonight, 9.30pm on Channel Four.

Hear me blog!

As someone else somewhere recently commented (can’t remember who or where, sorry!) blogging can be said to be like “shouting into a very large hole in the ground”.

I only mention that particular metaphor as it’s a fairly accurate description when you consider the core problem with those new to the blog world – scale. I’ve been pondering this since that Sunday Times article and think it might be worthwhile some of us taking a small step back so we can see the forest we are currently inhabiting.

Go on, step back, step out of the trees. Bloody long way, ain’t it. And what’s with all this marshland, not to mention the rotting blog corpses all over the place, the big shouty noises from behind that bush, and the fact that all the trees seem to be tightly gathered in bunches. Yipes, is that a pack of wolves!!? Ohh no my mistake, it’s a flutter of butterflies, how pretty. Ohh yeuch, I’ve just realised that the entire forest floor is covered in decomposing mulch and there is a distinct smell of bullshit.

Buggeration, now I’m lost.

Can’t see the forest for the trees? I can’t even find the path!

[Ed: Get off this metaphor train, next stop is No Reader City!]

Anyway my, partial, point is this. We all know journalists are lazy, so why are we surprised when they keep coming up with sweepingly awful generalisations about blogging? The view inside the “blogosphere” is very very different to that on the outside. I know where to find (what I consider to be) a lot of good blogs, I know which ones to avoid, I can tell the casual blogger from the dedicated hobbyist, but no-one from the press bothers to ask me. I bet they don’t ask you either.

Now, I’m no researcher (is it THAT obvious?) but given the sheer number of blogs, with more being added every minute, it’s almost no wonder that finding good examples is so hard. It’s not surprising that, when they see the size of the forest, our journalist cohorts plump for those sites on the fringes instead of delving past the sticky willows to find the richer pickings (lost my way a bit on that one, but you get what I mean).

Of course that isn’t an excuse, these journo guys and gals are paid to go that little bit further into the forest, but I think there shortcomings are understandable if not excusable. Mind you, even then, if all they can find is the dregs then I wonder why they keep writing articles about them?

What’s most odd is that this has been churning on and on and on for over two years now. Every now and then we get the equivalent of a small solar flare and every jumps up and down, shouts a lot, and tries to sound important and knowledgeable – The sun is exploding, the end of the world is nigh!! Blogging is the new journalism!! and so on. A few weeks later and everyone has put it to one side, only for the same arguments and babble to be dragged out later on.

So when a journalist gets some basic facts wrong about this little hobby of ours what should we do? Well, we are in a unique position to correct, few other hobbies have such an easily accessible, and global, interface so obviously there is plenty of scope for us to educate and enhance. Of course the view is that journalists, and this is where I’M generalising, are basically bashing blogs as they see them as a threat. If that’s the case then why don’t we take the high road here, be the grown up, and invite them in for a snoop around.

In the long run if bloggers and journalists are going to be competing (I wonder when a new term will be invented that will cover the new breed of blogging journalists that is sure to come about as both mediums become less and less distinct – joggists?? blornalists??) then the actions and noise that is currently being made is going to be used to set the scale. We have the bigger voice, it’s just a pity it is so fractious.

P.S. THIS may be another argument for why the Bloggies are a good thing. But I can’t be bothered taking it that far.

Sith is good?

Apparently the new Star Wars movie (out in 14 days and counting) is a bloodbath.

The movie has been given a PG-13 rating due to its “sci-fi violence and some intense images”, which warns parents that it could be inappropriate for viewers younger than 13.

I say GOOD! Is it possible that Mr. Lucas may be very aware that the last two movies he has released have been a little TOO kiddie friendly?

And I wonder what rating the first movie would get these days. What with the smouldering skeletons of Luke’s Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen and Ponda Baba’s dismembered arm in the Mos Eisley Cantina I can still remember being, well not shocked and repulsed, I was boy after all, but decidely unsure if I should be seeing these images.

Fives

Is there a term for today’s date (05/05/05)? Or is it just the wordsmiths who spent hours and hours creating words about words?

Two things to mention today:

1. GO VOTE!

2. Happy Birthday to my favourite sister – I have to fight the urge to type “little” as she’s 24 now so I think it might be time to let that qualifier drop. I wonder what this year will hold for you, hopefully a new job and after that who knows. Whatever it brings just know that Louise and I want you to be happy and we both love you.

Anyway, best crack on. I’m in work early for a reason after all, although I would recommend that, next time, you get up and hit the polling booths early. We voted at 7.15 this morning, straight in, straight out, no queues, and only one idiot handing out leaflets at the door.

I know WHY they do that, but it still irks me. If you don’t know who you are going to vote for as you walk through the door to the polling station then I sincerely hope you don’t just put a cross next to the name on the leaflet you’ve just received some minutes earlier. I know it drags on, and that fighting off the apathy surrounding elections can be hard but you can sift through all the waffle quite easily these days and make a decision based on the policies being touted, rather than the “don’t vote for them because…” tactics which seems to be the focus in the weeks before an election.

Well, it’s done now. Just have to wait and see how the results pan out.

Last thought before I go, whilst I’ve mentioned spoiling your vote here, and whilst I agree with Lyle that there are advantages to making voting mandatory I do wonder if having the option of “None of the above” is valid given the current lazy attitude many seem to have when it comes to politics. Surely that chekcbox should read “Can’t be arsed thinking about it, but have to vote”?

I know I don’t blog about politics often (at all?) but I do know what policies the main parties are offering. I’ll stop there before this becomes another rant about the lack of education in society and the general ennui for “social awareness” displayed by far too many people.

Hmmm I really must use that word more often, ennui, ennui, ennui.

Round and Round

I understand spammers, they blast out millions of emails in the hope of catching a few gullible fools. Simple enough, even if I would like to string a few of the buggers up, smear them in jam and crack open a wasps nest.

Referrer spam isn’t new but appears to be on the rise, well it is here at any rate, latest counts tell me I’m getting around 30 referrer spam entries a day. It does seem to have started suddenly as well, one week nothing, the next I’m getting some weird and wonderful referrer links showing up in my logs. I’m trying to think if I’ve registered anywhere in the past couple of weeks but can’t recall doing so – other than for BackPack but they’ve had my details for ages.

I won’t provide any specific links but there are two current culprits with URLs that end in “f r e e b o x DOT r u” and “o x s o DOT n e t”. The latter doesn’t actually load anything, the other loads one huge page of classic literature (the source depends on what goes at the start of the URL). Most odd.

Anyone else noticing this, or is it just me?

Satin and Lace

Whilst I’ll resist the temptation for name calling (in case it’s a genuine interest and not a perversion) someone is taking some interest in the lingerie aspect of my BBQ recap.

First she asks:

“You could at least tell us the results of the lingerie survey. Inquiring minds want to know”.

And then upon being told that the results were polled from only three guys she complains:

“That’s not very helpful. (Please organize a larger sample size next time)”

I have to agree. But when does a discussion amongst inebriated friends become a poll? When it’s ajar… er… hang on, that’s not right. Anyway, I started to ponder the idea, but there is a catch. Where oh where could I get a larger sample size? Hmmm, I wonder…

Oh, hello there!

So in the name of research (could I get a grant for this?) I’ll throw the comments open to you all. Ladies and gentlemen, what colour of lingerie do YOU prefer?

Note: I’m leaving the “larger sample size” intact, make your own filthy innuendos. I’m also leaving the WHY you prefer it to your goodselves.