I would have been tempted to mock up a "Welcome to the FBI mainframe" page to have up on screen when the computer turned on, just to give them a thrill. "Ooops, you can edit that out, right?"
Except that would probably be a good way to get raided by the FBI.
As good a time as any to mention that I'm repeatedly surprised by jwz's overlap with my musical collection (Dax, Cabaret Voltaire, and Doubting Thomas, most recently) - though every once in a while you slip one in that I've never even heard of.
Roger, Roger. You have clearance, Clarence. What's your vector, Victor?
So, Billy... do you like gladiator movies?
So, Billy... have you ever seen a grown man naked?
Old white lady: Excuse, me, stewardess-- perhaps I can help. I speak jive.
And of course, the best, unspoken joke of the entire movie, the joke my dad had to explain to me when I was seven and we saw the movie: the propeller engine sounds on the exterior shots of the jet airliner.
Those crazy cyber kids, all whacked up on goof balls and blogging, you know... stuff. It won't be long now before all the kids can't even speak at all, they'll just spend all their time downloading the porno and talking about gay space comboys.
Having spent five years working at a fairly news-oriented medium-market TV station, what I can tell you is that these types of feature stories are never, ever assigned to reporters who have an inkling of what's going on. Which is why you get packages with lots of "artsy" closeups of Enter keys and clearscan shots of monitors that show that a website exists but not what it does.
I remember the first time I saw a package on Linux come down on the network news feed, in 2000. I shit you not, for B-roll they had someone write up a nice little shell script to print out "LINUX" on the screen fifty times and then videotaped the program output. Sure, they described it as an operating system, and said it was free, but if you had never heard of it before you would have been left with the impression that it was a DOS replacement.
I'm not sure who loses more in these situations: The viewing public who gets a skewed view of the subject, or participants in the subject who've just been socially marginalized -- simply because the reporter doesn't grok the subject.
The Latest Cyber Craze! (and prequel.)
At least they didn't mention the H word.
I would have been tempted to mock up a "Welcome to the FBI mainframe" page to have up on screen when the computer turned on, just to give them a thrill. "Ooops, you can edit that out, right?"
Except that would probably be a good way to get raided by the FBI.
The revolution will not be blogged!
I beg to differ!!
You mean, like this??
http://www.freewayblogger.com
I also beg to differ. Have you checked out the latest on Abu Ghraib?
Hahahaha :)
only cuz the electric will be cut...or we'll be out renting films and buying cheetos...
I've always found the word "blog" to be particularly odious, and so I substitute "journal" for it in all cases.
But Jer Jer Journaling doesn't have the same ring to it.
Neither does wa-wa-wanking. You just end up sounding like a frequent, unpaid guest of the Howard Stern show.
I don't like "blog" either. Sounds too similar to "blob" or "log" - neither of those bring up nice images!!
Lovely to see Danielle Dax in your music selection. Do you happen to know if there are any CD releases of her music?!!
At least these four were released on CD, but I don't know what's still in print...
As good a time as any to mention that I'm repeatedly surprised by jwz's overlap with my musical collection (Dax, Cabaret Voltaire, and Doubting Thomas, most recently) - though every once in a while you slip one in that I've never even heard of.
Danke!! :P
Fair and Balance blogging. :-/
Robin Robinson scares me.
Roger, Roger.
She looks like a transvestite with lazy eye.
Yeah, she does.
Although generally speaking, people don't usually take very feminine looking and sounding women seriously in newscasting.
Roger, Roger.
You have clearance, Clarence.
What's your vector, Victor?
So, Billy... do you like gladiator movies?
So, Billy... have you ever seen a grown man naked?
Old white lady: Excuse, me, stewardess-- perhaps I can help. I speak jive.
And of course, the best, unspoken joke of the entire movie, the joke my dad had to explain to me when I was seven and we saw the movie: the propeller engine sounds on the exterior shots of the jet airliner.
All done without imdb! Aren't I a sad, sad man?
Best wacky-humour movie evar!
"Looks like I picked the wrong week to give up amphetamines..."
I for one look forward to being a blogging overlord.
Those crazy cyber kids, all whacked up on goof balls and blogging, you know... stuff. It won't be long now before all the kids can't even speak at all, they'll just spend all their time downloading the porno and talking about gay space comboys.
Do you remember seeing a URL on a billboard the first time? I do.
For Southwest Airlines, along Cicero Av. on the way to Midway, summer 1994. I believed it was a sign that the world was ending.
"Hi, I'm blogger Wendy McClure. You may remember me from such blogs as....."
Having spent five years working at a fairly news-oriented medium-market TV station, what I can tell you is that these types of feature stories are never, ever assigned to reporters who have an inkling of what's going on. Which is why you get packages with lots of "artsy" closeups of Enter keys and clearscan shots of monitors that show that a website exists but not what it does.
I remember the first time I saw a package on Linux come down on the network news feed, in 2000. I shit you not, for B-roll they had someone write up a nice little shell script to print out "LINUX" on the screen fifty times and then videotaped the program output. Sure, they described it as an operating system, and said it was free, but if you had never heard of it before you would have been left with the impression that it was a DOS replacement.
I'm not sure who loses more in these situations: The viewing public who gets a skewed view of the subject, or participants in the subject who've just been socially marginalized -- simply because the reporter doesn't grok the subject.
wtf kind of name is 'Robin Robinson'? It's like 'John Johnson'. Were her parents insane?