Handbags and stuff
Handbag incident: Masoe hit in purse
Then one from The Age on our new post codes:
NZ on the threshold of post modernism
Next some handbag shots from Whaleoil.
Jessica I feel quite safe, yes, but not because I've got these armed soldiers behind me that were put there by your stage manager here to make it look good.Ha!
I imagine it's been a busy weekend at Rakon after the Herald's special report on Saturday. The fact the company supplies the US military with components for smart bombs will not be news to anyone who's been even half awake over the last couple of years, but the volume of internal emails included in the story was pretty impressive - and the contents embarrassing for the company. Watch for the reaction.It's a need. When it goes, it's not so much writer's block, it's more raison d'etre block; I can't much see the point of anything.Plus this on the challenges faced by newspapers online and someone getting their suspicions about Disney confirmed in the cruelest way - trying to buy a drink.
Because of the complexity of the problem, environmental scepticism was once tenable. No longer. It is time to flip from scepticism to activism.Chris finds Oulipo, a strange school of literature that uses linguistic constraints to create new ways of writing, interesting. Some Oulipo members restrict the number of vowels used; some never use the same word twice. It seems absurdly conceptual, but it can help writers to break through cliched thinking. Here and here (Quicktime), Ian Monk, one of the few who does Oulipo in English, discusses his poems and stories.
In a 69-page ruling, the San Jose-based 6th District Court of Appeal broke new ground by concluding that bloggers and Web masters enjoy the same protections against divulging confidential sources as established media organizations. Civil liberties groups and journalism organizations have argued that online journalists need to protect the confidentiality of sources just as much as traditional media, such as the New York Times and CNN.
One shell was a rocket assisted projectile that had been packed with ball bearings, and two of the steel balls punched into Rodriguez' right lung. His first sergeant survived but has only recently begun walking again. A second shell was standard high-explosive, and a third was a horror weapon - white phosphorous.
CD review: ****½Aaronovitch and his fellow complainants objected to the correction, arguing that Prof Chomsky "most certainly does seem to believe that ... Srebrenica was not a massacre". He had in the past put that case, they said, "directly and unambiguously".
In his adjudication Mr Willis disagreed, finding that Prof Chomsky had said nothing in the interview to justify the claim that he had put massacre in quotation marks. "Nor in the long complaint from David Aaronovitch and others is there a direct quote from Chomsky that supports an opposite view."
An Eggerhead is a flower that blooms from sidewalk cracks around the San Francisco area. They look exactly like a miniature Dave Eggers with a ring of pink petals around his neck. They have little Dave Eggers arms and legs. They say things one might expect Dave Eggers to say.His web site is here and he does an interview here, with some thoughts on flash fiction (that a story should either be 1000 words or less or 100,000 words).
Darby Larson n. An ideal that serves as a pattern; an archetype. ("My father is the Darby Larson of sophistication.")We at NZBC like Darby Larson. Perhaps we like him a bit too much ...
Some editors and marketers might also note a pertinent comment by Martin Kettle in last Saturday’s Guardian: “The media are preoccupied by the fact that young people are less interested in newspapers and news programmes. So the media are permanently reconceiving and rebranding themselves to appeal to people who do not want to read or watch them rather than to people who do.” Hear, hear to that.
Moving house is stressful enough but service providers, it seems, are determined to compound it. Before relocating, I checked with Sky TV and was told because there was an existing Sky dish with functioning digital connection at my new place, all I’d need to do was take my receiver with me. It turned out to be a long way from ‘plug and play’. When I called Sky to report the lack of service, it transpired there’d been a “disconnect”: I’d been booked in for the fitting of a new dish, although I’ve no need of one. A visit from a technician was the only option. As far as I can tell, he just changed a frequency setting, which could have been done over the phone, ‘helpline’ style. Instead, I’m left holding their bill for the call-out fee. As an existing Mercury Energy customer, I was persuaded by a zealous CSR to stay with them although the new house was on Contact Energy. The electricity supply is fine, but Contact hasn’t acknowledged Mercury’s request for a transfer of the gas account within the specified two working days. Now we risk having it cut off, even though I’d been assured Mercury would sort this out. Spurious reconnection fees seem to be a nice little earner for service providers, and I’d be interested to hear of NZBC readers’ own experiences.
Me and the Girlie picked up a kitten from the SPCA on the weekend and I'm discovering how difficult it is to blog, or do anything much, with a cat walking all over the keyboard, perched on your shoulder chewing your ear or attacking your zipper. She's already deleted my Explorer shortcut, consulted the Help files on numerous occasions and done a search for "gzzzz-ax;".There was no firefight. There was no IED (improvised explosive device) that killed those innocent people. Our troops overreacted because of the pressure on them. And they killed innocent civilians in cold blood. That is what the report is going to tell.If Murtha is right, this is no Abu Ghraib. It's worse. Though I doubt it will get the same level of media play.
First the important business. NoiZyboy informs us that while the Sun may refer to our muse's breasts as her "lady bazzers" or her "sauce shelf", Scarlett prefers to call them simply her "girls". Awww.contains a number of religious themes which are completely alien to the first-century world of Jesus and Judas, but which did become popular later, in the second century AD. An analogy would be finding a speech claiming to be written by Queen Victoria, in which she talked about The Lord Of The Rings and her CD collectionFrom Chris we have Stephen Fry and Christopher Hitchens debating blasphemy on The Guardian's latest Culture Vulture podcast (from last year's Guardian Hay Festival).
If Leopold is right Tony Snow's press room debut should be a doozy.
One of the best TV comedies of recent years debuts on TV1 tomorrow. We Can Be Heroes follows the stories of five nominess for the Australian of the Year award in mockumentary style. All five are brilliantly played by comedian Chris Lilley.
The Guardian has written about Google Trends, using the service to unearth facinating information such as most people searching for "Britney Spears naked" come from Perth. I thought I'd throw in some kiwi seaches and see what happens.
NZBC has been lucky enough to receive a pre-release copy of Don McGlashan’s solo album ‘Warm Hand’, out on Monday (Arch Hill Recordings AHR024). We’ll be reviewing it here soon — before which it deserves several more plays than we’ve had time to give it — and it’s sure to become heavy-rotation winter listening around these parts. Edmund McWilliams and Tom Miskin’s recording sounds strikingly intimate, although McGlashan’s voice, guitars, ukulele and percussion are augmented by a full ensemble, as well as strings and brass on a couple of titles. Early Neil Young and US folk are invoked in intriguing ways, and Blame and I Will Not Let You Down are instant standouts. Here’s hoping it gets the international distribution it deserves. Watch this space.
Underworld will perform another in its ongoing series of webcasts from Lemonworld studios this weekend. Tune in at 09:00am on Sunday 14 May, New Zealand time (that’s 22:00 on Saturday night, UK time). These shows are quite an achievement, says Mike Gillespie of the band’s management, “given that the studio is in the middle of a field, in the middle of nowhere and until very recently didn't even have a phone line”. You can tune in here and check out the funny preview here, which is also a bit of a larf. (This cartoon of Underworld’s Karl and Rick performing Born Slippy comes from the New Traditionalists’ website).
The prospect of a Fox News that is not an extension of the Republican Party would represent a significant lift for the presidential ambitions of Senator Clinton in 2008.Man, Fox could be fun to watch over the next year or two!
“In this world,” wrote Benjamin Franklin in a letter to Jean-Baptiste Leroy, “nothing is certain but death and taxes”. That was in 1789 and there have been a lot of deaths and tax returns since then. What if, in an uncertain future, the Revenue became literally ‘Internal’ and, through the wonders of cortex implants, began demanding a tax based on what citizens were dreaming?
Up our local Asian supermarket you can find it under quite a few labels, but the one I like best is "Gourmet Powder". It is, of course MSG, or monosodium glutamate. I've had several "What the hell is wrong with MSG?" discussions recently and have never really been able to get my head around it. Well, now Slate picks up the slack with this great exposition on the subject, asking whether we are seeing an MSG revival. It also reveals "Gourmet Powder" is still being used by some big food chains under the label E621.
Treasury describes its latest indicators, released twenty minutes ago, as "a little more upbeat":Data in the last month have seen net migration increase, retail sales lift and house prices continue to rise, albeit at a slower rate than in 2005. In addition, recent business confidence surveys have recorded a rebound in measures of general confidence and in firms’ expectations of their own performance.What that means for GDP for the March quarter is anyone's guess. Treasury expects it to be weak, but how weak is the question.
Firms’ expectations of their own trading conditions increased from a net 9% expecting a decrease in activity in the next three months to a net 2% expecting an increase in activity. However, a net 7% (seasonally adjusted) of firms also reported that activity in their own business contracted in the March quarter, suggesting a weak GDP result for the quarter.National Bank projects a pretty sharp bounce (see chart), but will it come in time to avoid a technical recession. We'll find out next month. Either way it's a soft landing.
Okay, I usually give my bloggies the first run here, but not this week. No sirree! This boy is putting himself first for a change, if it's okay with you.
When NZBC dropped novelist David Mitchell a line at the beginning of last October, he said, “My wife gave birth three days ago, so I’m lost in Newbabyland for six months or so. Please feel free to get back to me then.” The man’s a twice Man Booker shortlisted author, so how did we get his email address? Call it a lucky guess. We drummed our fingers, fidgeted and decided to do some research while were waiting for him. Wikipedia had some interesting things to say about his next book and the Guardian reckons he was once turned down for a job at McDonald’s. Outspoken writer Dame Antonia Susan Byatt said his debut novel, Ghostwritten was “the best first novel I have ever read” and we found out that his newest, Black Swan Green, is set in the dark days of Maggot Scratcher’s England. Upon his return from Newbabyland (to the right of Canada, it turns out), David remained true to his word. It was our shout, so we asked him if he’d like anything — a tomato juice or something from Burger King, perhaps? “Please could I have a beach-house on the Queen Charlotte Hiking Trail and a permanent residency visa?” We’ll talk to our people. More…
It's almost sad to watch the dawning realisation among the right that the Middle East is refusing to be transformed, as America planned, into a hotbed of western, or even eastern democracy.
Memory works in mysterious ways. Often, the images and fragments that resurface from our subconscious are unsolicited, as a certain Frenchman once described so meticulously. There are memories that seem, inexplicably, fundamental to what we are. So what do we do with them when we have them? Where do we put them? These fragments belong in a symbolic place, one that stands for both the experiences we can and those we can’t remember. It doesn’t need a name but, if it were to have one, it might as well be The Barn.
Motivated by my recent attempt at jazz fiction — or, more properly, the Miles Davis masterpiece that inspired it — NZBC’s mate Richard Cooper over at Thoughtcat dreamt up the “Grand ‘Kind of Blue’ Story Challenge”. The idea is to write a short story in the time it takes to listen to the album (that’s 55 minutes for the extended version). Your story doesn’t have to involve ‘Kind of Blue’ and there’s no set theme. There’s also no prize, “Just as there’s no prize for the best solo of the night,” says Richard (although I might be able to rustle-up one of our cool, black NZBC t-shirts if there are any particularly good entries). So, if you don’t already own what’s been widely described by critics as one of the best albums of all time, buy it, play it, wait for your Muse, then email us your entry.