More Anon

Karl | Culture | Friday, May 7th, 2010

I’ll defend the right for people to protect their privacy online – and in no medium is that more important in than blog comments.

Yes. The blog comments section – that much maligned 21st century equivalent of the salon. Or is that saloon? Either way, I truly believe that commenting is where we find some of the best debate on the web. Also, some of the worst. Anonymity has, for some, the six-cans-of-Special -Brew effect. Shielded from the fear of repercussions, the more explosive among us feel  free to abandon all the usual proprieties of conversation.

However, it’s this dark, basement dwelling side of the medium that always gets the spotlight, like when Engadget shut down comments.

Few people highlight the  advantages of anonymous commentary, perhaps fearing it. After all, anonymity – like blogging itself – is a great equaliser.

In print journalism it’s normal to adopt an authoritative, top-down position, offering readers a very meagre right to reply. People reading the work may or may not agree with it, but few will bother to express their own opinion. Even when readers do choose to write,  the magazine or newspaper is in control of the process of response.  There is, in this, an assumption on behalf of the journalist and editor that their opinion is superior and expert.  In fact, that assumption of authority is how many magazines are sold.

Blogging’s a very different thing. You’re starting a conversation about your opinion. Your voice is now one among many.  You’re no longer superior and your expertise can and will be held under scrutiny. Sometimes people will disagree with you. Some politely, others less so.

Just ask Lily Allen.

So –  should people have the right to do all that anonymously? I think so.

As I’ve noted, some post anonymously just so they can be rude. So they can vent. But not all do that and it would be wrong-headed, not to mention a misrepresentation, to say that anyone who disagrees with you must fall into that category (however tempting).

Some post anonymously on blogs because the free expression of their opinion would get them into trouble elsewhere if their name were known. Perhaps it would even stop them from getting work in future. The Internet lays a breadcrumb trail of our past interactions for others to Google.

For some, anonymity is a facilitator. It enables people who lack power (using the term in the Marxist sense here) to engage with those who don’t.  In fact, let’s go a bit further than that. That’s one of the ways blogs shine.

And then there’s a more academic way of looking at anonymity – which is to say that we are not anonymous online, we are just “other”. We choose a name, we project a virtual personality.  In the terms of UI pioneer Douglas Engelbart, who you are when you interact with a computer  is an an extension of the self – but not the self. It’s a refinement, chosen and honed for the interaction you’re participating in.

For journalists, who write for a living, and are defined in some way by that activity, that last bit is pretty hard to grasp. “Whaddya mean it’s not me! Of course it is!”. But journalists are a special case (in more ways than one).

The Internet – to paraphrase William Gibson’s description of cyberspace – is now here and nowhere. It is immediate and without location. It enables an instant reaction without filters because it is virtual, because it is free of the environmental rules that govern conversation in more old fashioned forums. There are new rules in place instead and one of them is; you can be who you choose to be.

And yes, that means you get the mad and the bad as well as the good making comments. You get trolls and spammers and spleen-venters (all of whom are easily deleted and blocked). But you also get debate between interested parties at a level and intensity that you don’t get in any other space.  Without anonymity – or more accurately without virtual personality – you would not have that. You would just have the letter’s page and the phone in, mediated from the top down. And who wants to go back to that?

Banned Phrases of 2008

Karl | Culture,Internet,Language | Thursday, April 3rd, 2008

Remember my super previous posting “Banned Phrases of 2007″.  Well this is exactly the same, but for 2008.  DO YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE?  By the way, what I just said?  That’s one of them… These are now all officially old news…

“Fail.” 

“I think I just threw up a little bit in my mouth.”  (EDIT: Also, the related but so far not quite as much used “I laughed so hard a little bit of wee came out.”)

“Anything-tard (examples “webtard”, “freetard”, “douchetard” etc)

“Im in ur (x) (doing y) to ur (z)”.

“The cake is a lie”. (or any quote from “Portal” – especially those quoting the lyrics of the song at the end ;”This was a triumph! I’m making a note here… Huge Success!” etc)

“I drink your milkshake.” (A phrase that has, in its overusage, put me off seeing a movie that I would have otherwise crawled over broken dinosaur teeth to see).

“I call shenanigans/BS.”

“Pwned.”

/ The use of slashes to punctuate.
// Like this.
/// Popular with Farkers, don’t you know.

“Video or it didn’t happen.”

Please feel free to dispute my choices or offer your own.

OMG! FUTURESHOCK!

Karl | Culture,Current Events | Thursday, February 28th, 2008

We develop a shorthand bag of semantic tricks over the years, don’t we? The one liners you keep coming back to ‘cos they worked well the first and second time.

I’ve been using one particular line as a description of a potential dystopian future for a donkey’s age… It goes like this; someone with young kids will moan about how cheeky their four year old is getting. And I’ll reply, “Just wait until they’re 16, listening to music made with chainsaws and getting their eyeballs tattooed”. Then we laugh because it’s a bit silly. No one will be listening to Einsturzende Neubaten in 2020 – and eyeball tattoos? THAT’S JUST DAFT.

Then UK tabloid The Sun reports this:

World’s First Eyeball Tattoo

And I weep for the future. Weep blue tears

Notes on Media Imperialism

Karl | Culture,Current Events | Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007

Saw “Babel” last night – which is kind of like Crash, in that it’s a cinematic attempt to show that our difference makes us the same; we all suffer, grieve, make mistakes and are betrayed.  Everyone’s human and everyone’s connected.  All that shite.

Except for the Brits.  The only Brits in the movie are a bunch of cowardly English arseholes who want to leave Cate Blanchette to die in the middle of the desert so they can go back to their hotel before the buffet closes.  And, I mean a whole coachload of them; all arseholes, all English, not a redeeming feature among the lot of them.

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Tangentially, British cult hit “Life on Mars”, a cop show about a police officer who believes he has travelled back in time to the less politically correct 1970s, is being remade for the US market.  For every UK to US remake success (The (American) Office, Pop (American) Idol), there are a dozen or so complete fuck-ups.  The US version of Cracker, for example (not edgy enough)  or Coupling (not edgy enough) or Fawlty Towers (just crap). The really odd thing about this remake is the casting.  Colm Meany and Jason O’Mara, the leads in the US version,  are a pair of Irish guys.  Not pretending to be Irish, plastic shamrock, extra cold Guiness drinking ”Irish” Americans either; they’re proper Dublin born and bred.  

Why?

Maybe the TV executives think that if they have a cop show with a pair of English leads, Americans will get confused and start wondering where Jack Bauer is and why he hasn’t shot them yet.  

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Perhaps I’m being a little hasty in my condemnation of Stateside media.  After all, I can think of two current acclaimed US TV shows, and a promising new one on the schedules where the lead role is taken by a Brit.  Hugh Laurie in House, Dominic West in The Wire and Michelle Ryan in The Bionic Woman.  All British. 

And all pretending to be American.

OK – maybe they’re not such good examples…

Bête Noire

Karl | Culture,Current Events | Wednesday, July 25th, 2007

An eighth of England is currently still under water – this coming just a month after a different eighth of it had been temporarily transformed into a boating lake by similar ”freak” weather.

Yesterday I heard two different views on the Government’s role in all this:

Watching BBC News 24 (imagine a more laid back CNN, with plummy accents and less cheese) an irate woman went into a live tirade about the lack of preparation made; the fact that the local council had recently dismantled flood prevention barriers, that she and her daughter’s business would take months to recover. I was quite sympathetic until she chose to finish with “…and what does the government spend all it’s money on? All these foreigners coming for “asylum” or whatever. They should think about the people that live here first”… The report switched quickly back to the studio…

Later I was waiting for a train. A chatty Eastern European chap started talking to Parsley and I, showing us a copy of the Metro, a free paper distributed at bus and train stations.  The front page picture showed the town of Tewkesbury in Gloucestershire under water. Funnily enough, he said a similar thing to the woman on TV – but with a crucial twist;

“This is a country where it rains,” he said “The government should fix what’s wrong here first, before it goes spending all its money invading Afganistan and Iraq”.

Both of those exchanges, in their own way, seemed very British to me.  Even in a state of emergency, people still cling to their pet bête noires – blaming them for the situation we’re in. 

What’s in a Word?

Karl | Culture,Internet,Language | Friday, June 22nd, 2007

2,091 web users, polled by British research body YouGov, were asked to cite the Internet generated words and phrases that bug them…

1. Folksonomy
2. Blogosphere
3. Blog
4. Netiquette
5. Blook (a book based on a blog)
6. Webinar (a web based seminar)
7. Vlog
8. Social networking
9. Cookie
Joint 10. Wiki, Podcast, Avatar, User-generated content

While there are a couple of irritating terms in this list, like “blook” and “folksonomy” – I’m having a tough time getting my noggin around some of the other choices.  Blog, cookie and podcast are so deeply embedded in my everyday language that I have zero emotional response to them.  They’re just words.  Especially “cookie”.  That’s been around since… forever.

Then there are the phrases “social networking” and “user generated content”.  I mean, don’t they just say what they mean?  It’s not like they’ve been arbitrarily contracted to “snetworking” or “ugen content” – like the admittedly irksome entries “vlog” and “webinar”.

It’s the exclusions from the list that really surprise me though.  Where is “pwnd”?  What about the ironic use of “teh”?

What would you put in your list?

Create Your Own Positive Reality

Karl | Culture,Current Events | Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

Coke have redesigned their cans for the Japanese market.

Coke Cans

If anything, it’s a simple reduction of a slick and overstated 80s style;  a more classic approach.  Not according to Coke’s marketing trolls though…

“We live in a world where we make choices every day and ‘The Coke Side of Life’ encourages people to make those choices positive ones,” said Marc Mathieu, senior vice president for carbonated soft drink core brands, marketing, strategy and innovation. “This new campaign invites people to create their own positive reality, to be spontaneous, listen to their hearts and live in full color.”Interesting.  I think he may be onto something there.  You see, the new design, coupled with those inspiring words, makes me want to create a positive reality where Coke marketing executives are chained inside a vat filled with Coke, their heads barely bobbing above the syrupy depths as they gasp for breath.  In this reality, we leave them there until the acid first puckers their flesh, then flays their skin and finally, cooks them.

That’s what happens when I listen to my heart.

My Two Heads

Karl | Culture | Saturday, August 26th, 2006

As an apparently discerning child of the late 20th Century, I find myself continuously torn between high and low brow culture. Marie and Donnie were a little bit country and a little bit rock and roll, respectively. I’m a little bit Dostoevsky/Eisenstein/Phillip Glass and a little bit Dan Brown/Farrelly Brothers/Late period Kylie. In the same body. Unfortunately, not always at the same time.

Sometimes I’m in the mood for Eno’s Music for Airports. Sometimes I want to download Lady Sov videos instead. On occasion I like to re-read Dickens in bed, though I might keep a couple of copies of Ultimate Spiderman to hand just in case.

The real problems kick off when high brow Twain does the decision making for low brow Twain… I have Chaplin’s The Great Dictator, Munich and Titus Andronicus sitting in a neat, unwatched pile on top of my TV, recently dispatched from my rental list. And yet, with a rare afternoon free, my instinct is to curl up with disc four, season two of “Alias”.

Does this make me a bad person? Please send your answers scrawled on the back of a season three boxset of “Alias” to the usual address…

Neil Gaiman Mini Interview

Karl | Culture | Sunday, April 2nd, 2006

Christ, it’s dull – but thought a couple of people around here, other than me (for which read and ), might want a look .

http://www.guardian.co.uk/weekend/story/0,,1742887,00.html

Marxist Joke

Karl | Culture | Saturday, March 18th, 2006

A guy walks into a theatrical agent’s office and says “Sir, have I got a really special act for you”

So the agent says “OK, I’ll indulge you, how does it go?”

“Well, my wife, my twelve year old daughter, her four year old brother and I come onto the stage. In a loud clear voice I announce ‘My wife and I are in favour of a feudal system of subsistence in which we own the means of production, paying a downtrodden proletariat labour force minimum wage to work long hours in our factory while we ponce around in the countryside chasing foxes on horseback’. Then we send the kids to boarding school on the proceeds, spending the rest on big dinner parties, antique furniture and fine wines”.

The agent looks at the guy for a minute and says, “That’s quite an act you got there, what do you call it?”

And the guy says “The Aristocrats!”.

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