This is my choice. The Law Reform Commission of BC decides to drive me to the opthamologist. Go ahead click a few clicks and find the published report index built for the Six Million Dollar Man and his bionic eye!
If I were a prefix these days, it seems I would want to be meta-. It is everywhere. Every writer wants to use it, every nouns wants to be near it. Trouble is I really don't know what it means when it shows up much of the time. It is one of words and aspects to language that you drift past like the names of characters in an Dostoyevsky novel - familiar enough, get the idea that its important....but just don't ask any questions, ok?
I read the following in an article in the May 26th New Yorker magazine about the troubles which are facing the New York Times over its failure to notice that one of its reporters was a better writer in fiction than non-fiction:
...when the Times makes a mistake - a big mistake, a ghastly mistake, a mistake that seems to compromise the soul of its mission - that's not just news. It's meta-news.
What does this mean? Is the point that it is news about new like metalanguage is language about language; a collection of newsiness like metabolism is about the collection of bodily functions; or a piece about the essence of news like metaphysics. Being a made up word, it is none of them. Without something approximating neat definition, meta- may become cliche and, soon thereafter...well, think "information superhighway." Just this year's mega-.
A suggestion in clarity from Lunenburg County, Nova Scotia - some. As in:
Guhd Lahd, tha's some news about that writer at the New Yahrk Toymes friggin' up.The beauty of some over meta- is that it can be properly an intensifier and an amalgamator. Both meta- and mega-. As in "some jeesley news..." and some "some friggin' jeesley news." Some goooud.
We live a short walk from Lake Ontario Park. This afternoon, we walked over with the two kiddies to watch a magic show. It was bad but the vast majority of performance for the under kindergarten set is bad, unless you are a simpering ninny who likes, say, magic tricks with obvious gaps in their trick components. So I came expecting nothing and was not disappointed.
We walked on to the swings after the "magic" was over and could hear the setting up of small band and their first few numbers. Kinda of garage. We walked down to the shore and I started recognizing a tune and Ellen started a bit of an air guitar. Led Zep, I thought. Sunday afternoon in the Park. I am at the far-end of the park and I am clearly hearing Zep.
Then...there is was. AC/DC's Highway to Hell being played by some disfunctional teens for the kiddies and grannies at the swing set. Good to hear not much has changed since Jeff Mitchell and highschool pals played George Jones shifting one each tune from twang into punk during the live stage talent contest hosted by WLBZ TV's Stacey's Country Jamborie right on Inglis Street in Truro, Nova Scotia some summer Saturday afternoon around 1982.
We walked on with the kids, humming as we went down to the Lake Ontario shore, pointing out a mother duck and some duckings swimming along.
One of the failings of the web is the lack of a way to find the right information from throughout its vast expanse. Inevitably users rely on 100 or so familiar sites for the bulk of their activity despite the millions of sites and the ba-zillions of pages with information of varying degrees of integrity.
The challenge of organizing has been with us from early web days. In the mid-90's, there was the aggregating links page, either personal or authoritative. Related was the earlier but more transient web log like What's New - grandpappy of the blogs like this. When links pages ruled the earth, there were so few pages of value that persons created pages of links organized by a topical tree: newspapers, newspapers from Poland, newspapers from Poland in English. Other than when academic or uniquely topical, These were soon overwhelmed by the volume of sites and the need for those operating to pay their rent. Ads started being added and we were soon off to the web side of the
new bubble economy.
Have a go at anything you like at this thread.
While I think much bloggy news is useless, this is a very compelling story - and one without commercial application...except the guy now seems to have a job reporting to the UK newspaper The Guardian.
Instant Update: Ok - this may not be new news but here is his blog up and running again. Great inside view of Baghdad.
Some of you may know me. Few that do have missed the fact that I like all things ale. I say that specifically as I really have not taken to lagers, those johnny-come-latelies of the zymurgical - based on a yeast isolated only in the late 1830's which ferments at 50 F. It might as well be Koolaid in both its history and taste.
I have 27 beer books by the bedside table. This in now way makes me beer obsessed - others are all over that. Most of them relate to my suspended brewing life - recipe and style books. A few are more technical like the ever fascinating text The Biotechnology of Malting and Brewing by J.S. Hough. I have just picked up a dandy, hardcover copy of Michael Jackson's 1976 The English Pub.
I have had a worsening tooth ache since I started looking at blogs and discussions involving them. They way you'd read it, they are going to make us smarter, more productive, more in touch with those we love...no doubt funnier and better dancers, too.. Reminds me of two things - why shy teens drink and bubble economics.
We just lived through one of the biggest bubbles in recent times. Both excessive IT and management heroism in the 1990's promised a new economy where the old rules didn't matter. Trouble is... they do... and when we - the market - realized there was plenty enough power in the PC and network we had on the one hand and that paying managers their choice of ridiculous wages or ree-diculous wages on the other, Humpty Dumpty came a tumbling down around about April 2000. Still not able to put it back together again - because you never can. Some folks may have already forgotten the lesson.
...this pretty much sums it up.