With only five days left until Reinspired closes its little internet doors, I figured it was time to impart some wisdom (whether you like it or not).
1. I feel like everyone’s ignoring me
Are you talking about Facebook here? Because the very tool that promised to connect you is actively keeping you apart from your friends! You’ve heard it many times by now – if you’re not paying for the product, you are the product, and Facebook is cashing us in. After getting practically everyone in the world to sign up, it’s now actively hiding our posts from each other – and I’m not just talking about the 30% or so of your friends that you’ve stuck on ignore. Continue reading →
Blah-blah-blah-blah I accept. I mean, who really reads those Terms of Service anyway? I know, I try to, but they’re so very long and if you decide they’re being unreasonable, what choice do you have? OK, so you can choose not to use the service, but that usually feels like shooting yourself in the foot when those disclaimers are rarely used for evil and usually just to indemnify themselves against frivolous lawsuits.
But it would be nice to know which particular demon we were offering up our firstborn children to, so Terms of Service; Didn’t Read has very helpfully put together a rough guide to all those nasty, unreasonable clauses we agree to every day without bothering to read properly. Continue reading →
It was just about the rudest comment I’d ever seen: “Give up, mate … no-one gives a s*** about your stupid label and the s*** music you release…”. It wasn’t quite true: many, including me, cared quite a bit about this brave little indie, but it is a Have Not in the digital world, and with that, I can sympathize.
It’s very difficult to gauge hierarchy because it changes so fast: one week this little blog has more readers than the biggest magazine I wrote for; the following week, almost none. White Swan Events, I call them – unpredictable storms of traffic activity, but it’s dangerous to read too much into them, either way, because
I think the worst example I’ve seen of this was the “tell us what colour bra you’re wearing” status update, which was basically a salacious attempt at internet flirting thinly disguised as some sort of breast cancer awareness campaign. How does that make us more aware of breast cancer? Who on this planet is not aware of breast cancer? Before passing on one of these bulls*** “awareness-raising” messages, ask yourself exactly what kind of awareness you’ll be raising. What, exactly, do we need to be thinking more about, and how is your update going to help us?
Doing it right: “Blood in your poo or looser poo? Just tell your doctor.” (NHS Bowel cancer campaign) Continue reading →
Rule 30: There Are No Girls On The Internet. It’s funny because it’s not true. It seems like the entire planet is online by now, and the male-female split is broadly equal, which makes cases like Amina‘s all the more perplexing. It’s not like there aren’t any real lesbian bloggers – even if the simultaneous unmasking of Paula Brooks (actually a retired male construction worker from Ohio) makes it seem that way.
For the record: I’m not a lesbian, I’ve never been to Damascus, and I’d never heard of either blog before these headlines. I have, however, come across some fairly bizarre cases of Liars on the Internet. Continue reading →
Have you noticed that you are only seeing updates in your newsfeed from the same people lately? Have you also noticed that when you post things like status messages, photos and links, the same circle of people are commenting and every……one else seems to be ignoring you?
Don’t worry, everyone still loves you and nobody has intentionally blocked you. The problem is that a large chunk of your friend/fan list can’t see anything you post and here’s why:
One of the most memorable lessons in school was when I defended Richard III. I won my case easily – in my mind owing to the smooth, confident delivery of my rhetoric – but actually, most likely, because the man was innocent. In all likelihood, he did not murder the Princes in the Tower. Another monarch – Henry VII – had the means, motive and opportunity – but history has blamed Richard III because Henry’s granddaughter was on the throne at the time of Shakespeare and it just wasn’t prudent to piss her off. Thus Shakespeare branded the king a child-killer and everyone believed him.
I always felt rather angry about the whole thing: that a fictional depiction of a real person could be so cruelly wrong and yet become the accepted truth.
As the BBC reports in its article on Facebook biopicThe Social Network, “Hollywood and film-makers in general when they are doing biopics have a duty to the truth,” says Dennis Bingham, author of Whose Lives Are They Anyway?: The Biopic as Contemporary Film Genre. “There are films that go over the line and distort the truth.”
I haven’t seen Fincher’s movie yet, though I’m sure I will, but it saddens me if the arrogant sociopath the film apparently depicts is really the good-natured guy his associates claim him to be. He hasn’t – and to some extent couldn’t – make a public statement saying, “Hey, I’m a nice person!”, which puts Mark Zuckerberg in an awful position. How do you defend yourself against being branded an asshole?