“a) simply a bossy, hard-working postmodern Hughie Green who spotted a gap in the market, as all decent, merciless capitalists tend to, and made it his very own,
b) an ambitious, opportunistic middle-tier music executive with exceedingly eccentric musical taste who got lucky while the rest of the music business were panicking that the end of the music industry, and therefore the world, was nigh,
c) preparing for a career in politics by anticipating that by the second decade of the 21st-century politics would be a small branch of entertainment,
d) creepily weird beyond Michael Jackson’s wildest dreams,
e) a scheming conceptual genius at interpreting, generating, manipulating and exploiting raw, random tabloid energy,
f) a complicated illusion that Derren Brown is playing on us and please can we get to the punchline,
g) a living embodiment of whatever the opposite of creativity is,
h) really a sort of roguish missing link between old-style pop hustlers like Larry Parnes and tele-pranksters Jeremy Beadle and Noel Edmonds,
i) a petulant social satirist allergic to subtlety, sensitivity and sophistication, who’s created a particularly visible way to demand our attention.”—Paul Morley ponders ‘What is Simon Cowell?’ here
“The Retweet Incident is a distillation of how Twitter has come so far so fast — and how tricky it might be to keep the momentum going. In an amazingly short time, the messaging service — which does little more than circulate bursts of text limited to 140 characters to a list of people who have chosen to receive them — has established itself as a staple of social networking, commerce, electioneering, celebrity culture, public relations, media, and political protest. According to internal documents leaked earlier this year, the company expects to have 25 million active users by the end of 2009 and 100 million by the end of 2010. In 2013, it hopes to become the first Internet service to sign up 1 billion users.”—Via Wired here. Come on, who’d ever have predicted that 140 character messaging was the killer app?
"RapidShare in particular has become massively popular, with traffic demand pushing it into the top 20 list of most trafficked websites on the internet, Alexa reports. The site holds a reported 10 petabytes of files on its systems, which have the capability to handle up to three million users at any one time. Users with premium accounts enjoy unlimited download speeds while the downloads of freetards are throttled and restricted more generally.”
The Great And Noble War On Filesharing. Asynchronous warfare played out before your very eyes.
“… being a Linux user is sort of like living in a house inhabited by a large family of carpenters and architects. Every morning when you wake up, the house is a little different. Maybe there is a new turret, or some walls have moved. Or perhaps someone has temporarily removed the floor under your bed.”—Via Unix For Dummies (2nd Ed). Linux, for those of us who just love to tinker with the computron. Sort of the Operating System equivalent of having a shed.
“Electronic aids, particularly domestic computers, will help the inner migration, the opting out of reality. Reality is no longer going to be the stuff out there, but the stuff inside your head. It’s going to be commercial and nasty at the same time”—JG Ballard.
Oh dear, how sad. BTW: just how did the husband of a UK government minster ostensibly from a ‘democratic socialist party’ end up as consiglieri to an aging, rather creepy, Italian lothario with links to neofascists?
“You can see why there’s such enthusiasm for taking on the post unions, because these are the people whose excess has got us into such a financial mess. Ask anyone “Whose greed caused the economic crash”? and they’ll say “Investment postmen, they’re the bastards.” And we’ve all heard tales of them gloating down the sorting office, about how they’d just finished Gresham Street when they heard about the run on the futures market in Hong Kong, nipped down the stock market on their bicycle, did three dings on their bell to signal “sell” to the traders, picked up £10m and nipped back just in time to finish Parsley Avenue.”—Mark Steel gets to the heart of the postal dispute. here
Though it sounds simplistic, a surprising number of software and social systems ignore this rule, which says people basically vote with their feet to the easiest solution. In fact, the Principle of Least Effort notes that they will tend to use the most convenient method, in the least exacting way available, with interaction stopping as soon as minimally acceptable results are achieved. As a result, well-known social scientist Clay Shirky notes that the most “brutally simple” social model often is the most successful one (using Twitter as an example.)”
Probably the finest Fall B-Side ever. Lovecraftian Manchester, the horror of the north of England.
The Fall: ‘City Hobgoblins’
“The city hobgoblins They’ll get yer Said Queen Victoria It’s a large black slug in Piccadilly, Manchester The city hobgoblins And they say We cannot walk the floor at night in peace At night in peace”
You think it’s the pipes - but who turns on the lights?
Question Time is scheduled for 10.35pm tomorrow evening (Thursday) and will be a milestone in the indomitable march of the British National Party towards saving our country.
Our violent opponents on the far Left have promised to lay siege and barricade the studio venue, because they know only too well that this could be THE key moment that propels the BNP into the big time.
Never before have we had the chance to present our patriotic, common sense solutions to Britain’s nightmare situation to the public at large in such a prominent fashion.
However, members and supporters must be aware that this show will be a stage-managed farce organised in a specific way to leave several impressions:
The audience will be hand-picked and overtly hostile - thus giving the impression that the British people at large must be hostile to BNP views.
The panellists will be overtly hostile, even the non-political guests will be hostile. Everyone will be hostile - this will leave the impression to non-informed viewers that BNP views have minority status.
I will, no doubt, be interrupted, shouted down, slandered, put on the spot, and subject to a scrutiny that would be a thousand times more intense than anything directed at other panellists.
It will, in other words, be political blood sport.
But I am relishing this opportunity, and I know that, despite the stage-managed hostile audience and panellists, YOU, the ordinary members, supporters and voters of the BNP, will be in the studio with me as I take on the corrupt, treacherous swine destroying our beautiful island nation.
Yours sincerely for Britannia
Nick Griffin MEP
'Political blood sport'? Mr Feastingonroadkill fucking well hopes so.