Nada Neda?

If you caught  my recent attempt to wax lyrical on the subject of causememes, and the new age of digital caring, it’s possible that you may have detected a small amount of cynicism in my stance on the subject.  You may even have developed the impression that I’m one of those generally negative people who has lost all faith in humanity, believes that one man can’t make a difference and that people are generally, selfish and lazy when it comes to looking out for their fellow man.

If this is the case I would like to take this opportunity to set the record straight

I am in fact a generally cheerful sort of person, filled with faith in my fellow man and hope for a better future.  I believe that one man can make a difference and that if everyone works together we can build a future for our species that stretches beyond the boundaries of this failing planet and into the great beyond.

Don’t dig out the John Lennon classics, just yet mind you..

No success can become lasting, without the tempering that comes from harsh criticism, no greatness achieved without the burning desire to overcome imperfection.

If we are to succeed as a species and circumnavigate the treacherous potholes on the road to our brighter future, then we must be willing to address our failings head on and strive to become better humans.

It is for this reason today, that I would like to address with you some small issues that have recently come to my attention, particularly surrounding the previously mentioned issue of the taking up of causes,  average attention spans and a general misuse of the mediums which many of you have erroneously deduced to be effectively employed for the greater good.

If you will allow me one more disclaimer before I cut to the proverbial chase: While I have long harboured suspicions regarding these issues I am not here to today, my friends, to deal in opinion and speculation.  I have in fact come, bearing statistics.

Our friends over in the Googleverse, where all Internet traffic must eventually pass through, are kind enough to maintain a comprehensive statistical engine which is free to all-comers to examine and gain a deeper understanding of what it is that people are actually doing with their time on the Internet.

One of the quick features one can access is the Hot Trends list, which maintains the top 100 search traffic generators

I would draw your attention first to the opening point of our investigation, June 12 the day the story broke about the usurped Iranian elections.  As you can see the election results managed to gain a spot at number 46 on the list, just beaten out by Facebook vanity urls, which was clearly a more pressing social issue, vanity urls also appeared higher up the list under a different search phrase, no other topics pertaining to Iran made the top 100.

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Fast forwarding through the rest of June this apparently hot cause, in fact causes barely a flutter on Google’s hot trends beyond the 14th.  on the 17th the search terms green now and green again peak briefly, however there is almost certainly a crossed line here with environmental

issues that is skewing the results and there is again not so much as a flutter about Iran in the rest of the list.

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Finally, on the 20th the story seems to gain a little traction in the global attention span contests, coming in at number 7 with ‘neda iran’, however this attention is short lived.  The very next day the hot list is invaded by Shiloh,Pepin, the mermaid girl and Iran and it’s rapidly failing neda (it means voice) slip down to position’s 86 and 100.

The next day sees Iranian girl shot holding on at position 75, however for the majority of the searching world coverage of the US Open, and watching Weeds Season 5, episode 3 are far more pressing concerns.

On the 23rd traffic spikes nicely again, seemingly brought about by a new batch of videos entitled ‘Iranian woman shot’.  I’m sure that I shouldn’t be disturbed by the fact that video footage of the deaths of innocents grabs your attention spans far more effectively than any actual discussion of the political situation unfolding – you’re watching because you care, right?

By the 24th it seems that most Googlers have had their fill of morally obligated snuffing and the woman shot videos predictably begin to fall off the charts again.

and then on the 25th day, Michael Jackson died.

So tell me again, how much you care about the plight of the Iranian people?

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The rise and fall of Comrade Mario

It’s entirely possible I might become addicted to StumbleUpon if it continues to deliver gems like this.

If the Soviet propaganda machine had turned it’s thoughts to such frivolities as creating arcade games they would probably have come out looking this:

This really requires no further explanation, just click on the image and watch this stylish little flash production.

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Celebrity Deathmatch

Let me just come right out and say this. I love celebrities. Singers, dancers, actors, talk show hosts, football players – whatever it is that makes them famous. I just think its awesome that there are people with such special talents that they are able to entertain those of us from more mundane genetic stock

What’s more I’m not even the slightest bit bitter when I think about the hundreds of millions of dollars that they earn, because really who am I to try and put a price tag on special? Such matter are best left in the hands of professionals like the RIAA or the MPAA. (What? Honestly my tongue was nowhere near my cheek when I said that…)

As usual, I digress.

The thing I love most about celebrities is how much of our collective time, money and energy gets spent on finding out all of the incredibly special things that are happening in their celebrity lives when they’re not doing the stuff that actually made them famous in the first place.

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Inspired the hairstyles in Debbie does Dallas

You know the stuff I mean. Paris and her sex tapes, Tom and his crazy cult antics, Mel and his drunk driving ‘Jewmouth’ issues, Russell’s vicious phone beatings, Amy going to prison, Britney’s Taco habit and her giant razor-tooth vag, the latest addition to Madonna’s ethnic baby collection and that time Lindsay ate a whole packet of airline peanuts and didn’t throw up.

I believe one of the primary reasons behind the obsession our society has with these ‘larger than life’s’ stems from a need to identify with and relate with them on a mundane level so that we can imagine that all that really separates us from them is a few hundred million dollars, an army of consultants, coaches and assistants a small fleet of luxury vehicles and an extreme surgical makeover.

If you are a celebrity one of the most awesomely mundane things you can do to get people’s attention is dying. Michael Jackson demonstrated a textbook celebrity death on Friday the 26th. Tragically poised on the brink of a triumphant comeback tour, the mysterious cardiac arrest, the sketchy Demerol dispensing quack desperately trying to revive him.  This is the stuff of tabloid legends and I’ve no doubt that Elvis himself would sit up and applaud the effort – if he was actually dead of course.

Earlier in the week two other celebrities punched their tickets in failed attempts to garner media attention

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Heeeere’s Cancer!

Ed McMahon the 86 year old long time co-host of the Tonight show, gave it up for bone cancer and other complications causing barely a stir.

Later in the week Farah Fawcett made it cancer 2 Celebs 0, however before anyone really had time to take notice of this Jackson trumped them both by loudly announcing ‘Who’s Dead?’

I’ve no doubt that the Jackson story will continue to unfold in the coming weeks as more dirt is dug up on Dr Demerol and we eagerly await the autopsy results, meanwhile over on e-Bay the price of Jackson memorabilia is climbing at a steady rate, with the Thriller item on the list being the domain name MichaelJacksonRIP.com, starting out at a price of (put your pinkies to your lips and say it like Dr Evil) one “million” dollars.

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Who’s Dead?

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Censor is bad Iranochina – stop now or the Internet will get you

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Do you sometimes feel an emptiness in your life, that even your FriendFeed can’t seem to fill?

You add the friends to your wall every day,  send hand-picked e-gifts on all the right occasions, take up the latest quiz challenges from your friends and LOL along with the group when everyone comes out as Yoda.

But you can’t get rid of that nagging feeling that you should be doing something more meaningful to contribute to society, that perhaps your life doesn’t have any real substance?

Well let doubt nag you no more my digital acquaintances. You too can make meaningful contributions too society from the safety and comfort of your computer nook.

Fear not the beating sun on your brow from a day of sixties style placard waving.  ‘No tear gas no baton charge’ will be required for your anarchist street riot.

Not even the 1980’s ‘care with cash’ yuppie method, or ‘my witty grunge t-shirt will change the world’ are things that you need to endure any longer, because now you can make a difference in the world, just by tweeting.

Simply pick up on the latest causememe, retweet it to your followers and sit back in awe of your own abilities my friend, because you have just changed the world a teeny tiny bit.  It all counts right?

Don’t believe me?  Just watch in about 6-8 weeks those twitter powered Iranian protestors will have overthrown their oppressive government and will owe their eternal gratitude to you and everyone else in the Twittersphere who helped make this possible by keeping their meme alive.

Joining Facebook causes, commenting on blogs and forwarding emails are also valuable contributions, if you’re willing to go the extra mile – remember people those Iranians need you to help keep their click up if they’re going to get through this mess.

Thank you social media for once more making the world a better place.  Without you society would almost certainly collapse back into that biblical sort of chaos that inspires the gnashing of teeth, bad ‘gravel hair’ days and a revival in sack cloth fashion.

I am in awe.

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H4xx Incoming

I will be taking the plunge to Wordpress 2.8 this weekend and tweaking the layout of the site a little as I’m still not entirely happy with the sidebar and general navigation functionality.

Watch this space…

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Manz found dead on Intertubes

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Friends of popular Intertubes user Ron_K45 are fearing the worst after this picture of him appeared on twitpic today.  Ron_K was a private user who kept to himself and never gave out his Facebook, or email.  Ron kept up to date with numerous followers on Twitter and was also a lolcatz enthusiast. He was well loved in the canhascheeseburger community, where he regularly posted about the antics of his RL companion – a black and white tabby known as ‘Mr Socks’.

We suspected something might be wrong a few days ago, reported a fellow lolcatter, when Ron’s didn’t post an update on the series he’d been doing on Mr Socks vs his stuffed nemesis ‘Woolydog’.  “Ron never missed a regular post in all the years we’ve known him.” he explained.

We started to get really worried when we did a twitter search on him and found that his last tweet had read. “I can haz chest pains?”

“Yesterday this picture popped up out of nowhere on twitpic under Ron’s account – all we can think is that Mr Socks must have taken it by accident”.

Ron’s followers have been tweeting about nothing else since the picture appeared, but no-one has the faintest idea of where to find him in RL.  Poor Mr Socks don’t has fudz! #sadkitty has registered over 300 retweets in the last 4 hours.

The lolcatz community are holding a best caption poll for his final image to honour the memory of their dear friend.

If anyone recognizes Ron_K45 from this image and can provide us with any details about his RL whereabouts please send us a tweet.

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Mimebox Live

Along with Star Wars Episodes 1 – 3 and Spiderman 3, ‘The Weeping’ I must now also consign to the list of ‘things I thought would be a lot cooler until I actually saw them’, controller-less gaming devices.

I’m talking of course about Microsoft Natal, the new 3d camera interface for the Xbox 360 that has the whole gaming world abuzz, or as I think it would have been better named – Microsoft Mime.

Don’t get me wrong, Microsoft have produced a technological marvel,

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Walking against the Wind **Bonus! 5000 points**

with the 3d camera and the body motion sensing widgetry, but there are some fundamental flaws in the premise of this product.

Firstly I speak for the silent mass of all slightly pudgy unfit gamers when I say that leaping about in front of the screen simply does not become me. My own personal vision of immersive gaming and virtual reality has generally involved a lot of sitting around wrapped in screens while my ‘pretend body’ ran around doing insanely dangerous things that would land me in the ER if I tried them myself.

Just watching that kid in the video jumping around like Tony Hawk brought the schedule on my knee replacement surgery forward by two years.

Secondly?  Two words: Carpet burns.

I don’t want to dwell in this uncomfortable space for too long, but just think about the cost to your elbows next time you’re leopard crawling up the ridge behind the enemy base with your G36 slung across your back getting ready to pwn their mans. Let’s not even contemplate the potential damage that you could do to yourself if they start integrating this thing with ‘social networking’ activities.

Last but not least, please, just look at the picture and ask yourself this – if you think it’s bad enough that we’re raising a current generation of controller mashing zombie children – how about a future  generation of prancing, paste faced mimes?

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Big Brother’s Budget Blues

I recently completed a Facebook quiz to find out which deity I would be and it turns out I’d make a great Allah. I don’t like to waste my potential so I signed up for the first available spot on a job shadowing program – you wouldn’t believe this guy’s workload.

In the morning we had to test drive and deliver 35 Paradise virgins to suicide bombers. From there we went straight into a two hour session of fruit and veg signings. Do you have any idea how hard it is to write your name on a Zucchini with a fountain pen?

It’s no wonder he’s so behind schedule with smiting the American infidels – I can tell you I’m bushed.

In fact I was so worn out I barely had the energy left to troll the news for your amusement – luckily I stumbled  across these two interesting and vaguely related pieces without too much effort:

It would seem that in the overwhelming gloominess that is the economic downturn (I refuse to say climate and recession anymore) even Big Brother is feeling the pinch.

Anyone who has been to the UK will tell you the place is literally bristling with security cameras. They now have  somewhere in the region of 4 million of the things deployed, but the system is proving to be something of a white elephant.surveillance

Claims of Hollywoodesque number plate tracking capabilities have fallen flat in the face of real world practicality and the police force say they simply don’t have the manpower to cope with the overwhelming amount of footage even for evidence garnering – let alone real time monitoring.

I can attest to their general inefficiency with a personal anecdote. A friend of mine in London was recently the victim of a hit and run in front of witnesses who took down the license plate number and it took the Police a staggering two weeks to trace the perp.

Meanwhile for those of you labouring under the impression that GPS comes from a breathy woman with a map trapped inside your mobile phone, the service is actually provided by a network of satellites maintained by the US government.

Or not as it would seem.

Apparently satellites are about  to start dropping out of the sky if the US Air force are to be believed. New launches are over budget and behind schedule and the system is in danger of falling below the minimum number of satellites required to maintain current accuracy standards.

Could this be a bit of smoke and mirrors to facilitate a downgrade of civilian GPS capabilities? Something they’ve been itching to do since they realized the Taliban were all running around with Smartphones.

That’s it for now, but I shan’t leave without the punch line – this post has in fact been cunningly seeded with enough keywords to send our friends at Echelon into a drone missile launching frenzy, so to everyone reading this, know that you have done your bit to help overburden the surveillance systems.

I expect when they get around to reading this in a year, or so I’ll be in big trouble.

In the mean time:

It’s up to you, New York, New Yoooork! Thank you good night and Happy Birthday Mr President.

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Wordpress = Sorted

After several days of wrangling I’m proud to announce that Wordpress is now officially my bitch.  The new look was built from the ground up using the Sandbox theme and pure CSS and is not completely unsexy if I don’t mind me saying so.

Still a few minor tweaks to be done – comments are not tinkered with and the footer needs a pedicure, also the header doesnt look exactly the way it’s supposed to – a hearty FU to Microsoft for being in version 7 of their browser and still not being able to master a simple concept like z-index.

Actual posts will follow soon.

/me passes out on keyboard.

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Eurovision fairytale leaves Russian fairies out in the cold.

I’m sure I could be forgiven for coining the phrase, as gay as a Eurovision song contest.

The heavily sequined show is the birthplace of European pop cheese and has a traditional following in the gay community, with the inclusion of Graham Norton Graham Nortonas this year’s British commentator firmly securing it’s status as a high point on the ‘camp calendar’.

It’s not completely clear if this is something that was taken into account by this year’s Russian hosts who dropped a considerably large sum of dosh into the event with the hopes that it would improve their image in the international community.

If it was part of their plan, they certainly didn’t get the buy in of Yuri Luzhkov, the mayor of Moscow, who must have been frothing at the thought of the satanic gay hordes of Europe descending on his manly city.

Mother Russia, to be fair, does not have a history of tolerance for anything (except large amounts of neat Vodka and cigarettes made of pure tar). Homosexuality was outlawed under the Bolshies and firmly labelled as a ‘western decadence’ – A good Comrade is a straight Comrade apparently. With the deconstruction of the Communist doctrine , rather than undergoing the mass liberalisation some might have expected, Russian society has almost reset itself to 1917 with the Orthodox Church heavily influencing government policy on civil liberties.

gay-activists-mosco_675473cIt’s no surprise then, that when a few very brave members of Slavic Pride and some very silly western gay rights activists took to the streets in an unauthorised protest on the day of the contest Yuri wasted no time in knocking back a dozen vodkas and then sending in the riot squad to remove them with extreme prejudice.

Riot police arrest a gay rights leader in Moscow.

Peter Tatchell, a veteran activist and one of the people arrested complained of having his arm twisted behind his back, quite honestly he got off lightly considering the fact that a year or so back when he was involved in a similar incident the Russian police tied their shoelaces for a bit while some skinheads gave him a right kicking.

It’s not that I don’t sympathize with the cause, but for the most part the Russian gay community themselves aren’t all that keen on parading it out in the street so why as liberated westerners are we so obsessed with the need to tour the world systematically kicking in the door on social taboos in every other culture we encounter?

http://media.newsobserver.com/smedia/2009/05/16/19/577Russia_Eurovision_2009.sff.mi_embedded.prod_affiliate.3.jpgThe contest itself went off with little incident. Russian snipers up on the balconies held their fire as the Georgian contestants nervously performed their entry entitled ‘We don’t wanna Put in’, the German entry had to be persuaded to have their ‘dancer’ keep some of her kit on during the performance and Lloyd Webber played piano for Jade Ewen – sadly without any earth tremors abruptly closing the lid and fulfilling a lifelong fantasy which I share with Roger Waters.

Top honours where taken by Norwegian fiddler Alexander Rybak with his entry entitled ‘Fairytale’. A sentence so full of innuendo I’m really having to bite it back here. 

“Why did they (the Moscow police) spend all their energy stopping gays in Moscow when the biggest gay parade was here tonight?” Rybak asked the press during a later interview.

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