July 23rd, 2024

meg

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  • These are just a few of the people who linked to Mandarin Meg. Gary Turner linked to meg. I hope he is recovering well from his surgery. My neighbor JR at Duly Noded linked to meg.

    This week in this post I will link to more people who linked to meg. If you have a memory of meg you would like to share at our memorial on Friday, but can’t be there or can’t be online to share it, then you could leave it in the comments below and we could read it out loud on Friday.


    July 23rd, 2024

    Snake lips…

    Some people think the gospel is best told by one’s life, others - the evangelicals - suggest it’s best told by the lips. Philip Gulley calls this the “life versus lips controversy.” I’m a life man myself. But the lips thing is carrying the day as re the soap on a rope thing

    When it comes to word of mouth marketing the evangelicals hold sway. Apple might think that a line-up of logos on laptops at a conference has some deeper semiotic impact, but face it, those Macs are like cocaine… they’re god’s way of telling you that you have too much money. No - in marketing you want to skip the demos and go straight to the snake oil pitch. For a quick dose of same, Chris Locke has prepared this Amazon guide.

    The word on the street today is Ophidophobia. I hope TSA and Northwest Airlines have herpetological screening in place and that no pythons or adders or craits find their way into my carry-on!

    Did you ever kiss snake lips?


    July 23rd, 2024

    Creeley’s favorite cut…

    If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
    And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
    Would you hear my voice come through the music
    Would you hold it near as it were your own?

    It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
    Perhaps they’re better left unsung
    I don’t know, don’t really care
    Let there be songs to fill the air

    (Chorus)

    Ripple in still water
    When there is no pebble tossed
    Nor wind to blow

    Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
    If your cup is full may it be again
    Let it be known there is a fountain
    That was not made by the hands of men

    There is a road, no simple highway
    Between the dawn and the dark of night
    And if you go no one may follow
    That path is for your steps alone

    (Chorus)

    You who choose to lead must follow
    But if you fall you fall alone
    If you should stand then who’s to guide you?
    If I knew the way I would take you home

    Ripple, Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia.

    And we’re off!


    July 23rd, 2024

    Portland

    First leg of a week-long journey….


    July 22nd, 2024

    Rushdie

    Free speech is life itself.


    July 22nd, 2024

    Grow old, cry more…

    Elisa has posted a notice about room 8111, a quiet space for breast feeding moms, and then - Friday afternoon - a quiet space to gather and remember meg. Earlier today I was wondering how, why, I took on this assignment. I had just gotten out of a two hour meeting where I’d taken responsibility for a web site, reported on my connection with Marshall Massey, put off discussing this year’s draft counseling and counter-recruitment efforts and basically exhausted myself on the first day of vacation.

    This morning we took sweet Molly Bloom and Veneta the cat to the kennel where Molly will get special treatment for a week’s convalescence. It pained me to leave the dog. It was just a month ago that I got a call in San Francisco that she’d been hit by an ambulance. She’s healing, but her right rear leg is still pretty painful and useless. Will it heal? We hope so. It;’s getting better.

    That same weekend the world lost meg. Will we heal? I’m sure we will, but I’ve been having a pretty rocky ride for the last several weeks. Snappish. Inappropriate. Grieving within.

    I talked to a few people then and Jeneane was right there supporting the idea of a face to face memorial at BlogHer, and I thought I could help make that happen with Jeneane, the original Blog Sister, there at BlogHer backing it. Now we don’t know if Jeneane will be well enough to come. And how can I support her in her pain when all I can offer even my puppy is some medication?

    Well, Beth’s doing the laundry and I have to do the dishes if we’re going to be able to get out of here and get on the road. Portland tomorrow. The ranch by Wednesday. San Jose Thursday night. meg’s memorial Friday. Meeting with old friends and new acquaintances Friday and Saturday, and back to the grindstone by next Sunday.

    We had planned our travel to include lunch in West Sacramento on Thursday. Now I think we’ll skip the five, drive out to the sea, and come down one-oh-one.

    The memorial will be simple, some people sitting together quietly and speaking of meg and our remembrance. I’m sure love will fill the silences between memories, and in the end we will go back out into the daylight and resume our daily lives. I hope some of meg’s friends are at BlogHer and can join us.


    July 22nd, 2024

    Get well soon, Jeneane…

    This shit breaks my heart

    Ironic, isn’t it. The event I want so badly to go to, a part of the country I’ve never been to, an opportunity to meet so many women and men I’ve never met, and its my womanhood that’s putting me on shaky ground.


    July 21st, 2024

    Memorial for Mandarin Meg, Friday July 28th 3:45pm Pacific Time

    From 3:45 to 4:45 Pacific Time (GMT -8 hours), people will gather at BlogHer to honor the life of Michelle Goodrich, our friend Mandarin Meg. The memorial will be in room 8111 at the San Jose Hyatt Hotel.

    Hyatt San Jose
    1740 North First Street,
    San Jose, California, USA 95112

    An IRC chat room named #mandarinmeg will be open on Freenode and friends around the world are invited to join us as they can and share their memories online. We’re sorry that the timing can’t be convenient for everyone everywhere. Late afternoon at BlogHer seemed like a good time for North America, and not impossible for Europe (11:45 pm London, 12:45am Berlin, and morning in much of east Asia and Australia).

    If you are not all that famuiliar with Internet Relay Chat, here is an easy way to join up. Download the Mozilla 1.7.13 browser for your operating system from http://www.mozilla.org/download.html.

    Install the browser, but don’t select it to be your default.

    Open the browser after it has been installed and click on the Window button in the menu bar at the top. The pull down menu that opens has an item near the bottom called IRCChat. Click that and in the text are on the bottom of the page enter:
    /attach freenode

    after you are attached to freenode you will be asked to idfentify yourself with a nickname. Just pick a one word name you want to be known by and hit enter.

    type /join #mandarinmeg

    you will be connected to the mandarinmeg room

    if you want to give it a try this week and you have problems, just email me and I’ll try to walk you through it.

    I’ll look forward to sitting with you next Friday and remembering meg.


    July 21st, 2024

    In search of the regulatorium…

    Ken Camp points to a Business Week story titled “The Phone Companies Still Don’t Get It”, and he links further to Bob Frankston and Martin Geddes who have a parable to tell. Bob Frankston trips happily down the sidewalk of metaphor, describing the ridiculous nature of the productized net and carefully sidestepping regulatory issues. In fact, if Bob likes anything less than monopolistic controls that push services rather than connectivity, it is “the regulatorium.”

    Ken sums up an important aspect of Bob’s story thusly:

    …we’ve created an environment where the FCC acts as a governmental arms of the telecommunications industry. Their role has been, regardless of what they say, to protect the telcos revenue streams and help ensure the illusion of free and open competition while guaranteeing the telcos can keep selling the same black hole to the public over and over, time and again.

    Okay, gents, I’m with you up to here. But there’s something missing. Bob’s view of “the regulatorium” is totally skewed. Martin is a self professed libertarian whose perspective on the role of government is narrowed by a stupendous naivete! His naivete is dressed in a brilliantly verbal kaleidoscope of technically well-informed illusions though. Martin says,

    There are so many blocking options, ways of setting aside reserved capacity, creating gateways, proxies, and private subnets. How about special peering agreements, unusual terms of service, locked-down edge devices supplied by the telco, different price policies, router queueing algorithms, topologies, hard-to-change defaults and settings, varying network symmetry and private IP address ranges. Good business for consultants like me in helping them evade the rules, but bad for the public.

    To which I can only add, “Well, duhhh…”

    All of us agree that the FCC generally isn’t useful in assuring (insert whatever you care about here). With the pirates in charge there’s no such thing as a free market or a fair market. States have also gone the lazy way of Judge Green. By tearing down the monopoly, we thought we could eliminate the need to regulate public services in the communications market because a free market would stimulate competition, innovation, and growth. That worked for a while. But more recently the monopoly found its way back to dominance and control, and our “regulatorium” has long since been tamed, defanged, declawed, neutered.

    What we should be looking for is an answer to control of the monopoly, reassertion of a public service oriented regulatorium that will turn the tables on the greedballs. But the sexy Ayn Rand economics of the cold war has grown like a tumor on the body politic. People who should be able clearly to see the answer in policy formation, constructive regulation, and fair enforcement are looking for a roll in the sack with Dagny Taggart.

    Greg Palast, a neutral and fair-minded middle of the road observer of modern culture, shared some good information on energy regulation yesterday. (Thanks to Tom for the link). Palast observes,

    In the old, pre-Ken [Lay] days of regulation, my fellow economists used to complain about something called the Averch-Johnson Effect. The A-J Effect was the result of regulations which gave companies incentives to gold plate the electricity system, making it way TOO reliable. Too much cash was spent on keeping the lights on.

    Well, gone are the days of the A-J effect. The gold-plating is gone — but not the gold. Under regulation, power sellers were limited by law to a profit of about 9%, what the law called a just and reasonable return. Now, the profits can be — and are — unreasonable, unjust and just out of sight.

    Public infrastructure requires community focus. Whether you’re talking pavement, energy generation and distribution, communications, water supplies, or waste management, it is foolish to permit monopolistic practices to disguise themselves as free enterprise and squeeze excess profits from a degraded service environment in the name of some kind of ideological purity around the ideal form of capitalism. We have to start from the bottom up assuring adequate local and state regulation of services, through statutes that reform the Public Service Commisions, the Public Utilities Commissions, through enabling municipal code updates that mandate equal access and cap profits. We need to wrest control from the monopolies again.


    July 21st, 2024

    Snakes in the Jacques

    RB is all on about the Samuel Jackson chiller, Snakes on a Plane (SOAP.) I think it’s fine that someone revived “all your base” and hung it out there to buzz-market a movie. In fact, I’ll join in the joke… move it along a little. It’s one of the only fun creative things in blogvertising since Scoble got separated from Microsoft and before that the Bovines Unite silllyness in the spring of 2024.

    I think the cow revolution would have succeeded if they’d had Samuel L. Jackson on their side. As for Scoble, well… the results aren’t in yet.

    Anyway, who says that marketing and public relations and advertising have to be deadly dull and boring and a compromise of your humanity and turn your very soul to dust? We had cows. We got snakes. As for Scoble, well… the results aren’t in yet.


    July 20th, 2024

    Moonwalk…

    On July 20, 1969 Apollo 11 astronaut Neil Armstrong stumbled a little on his lines, but he made history with his feet. Today was the anniversary of that achievement, a project that only succeeded because of our unity of purpose, an achievement beyond the reach of the impoverished imaginations of the neocons and their ilk.


    July 20th, 2024

    Things are looking up…

    http://www.eff.org/legal/cases/att/308_order_on_mtns_to_dismiss.pdf

    Judge Walker moved the EFF versus the government and the telco monopoly forward. The so called state secrets privilege didn’t hold.


    July 20th, 2024

    Y3st3rday’s goon

    Why not think about times to come,
    And not about the things that you’ve done,
    If your life was bad to you,
    Just think what tomorrow will do.

    mcvie


    July 19th, 2024

    Uselessness

    Fighting clinical depression is inevitably a lonely struggle. What could be less conducive to compassion than a disease that make you whine? Laymen and loved ones tell you to get a grip. They make you feel ashamed to be sick. Even if they’re more enlightened about the disease, they can’t help but harbor a secret, naturally human, belief that you are suffering a failure of will rather than biochemistry. Meanwhile, the doctors consider little but the neuro-soup and turn you into a shambling medical experiment, testing pharmaceutical nostrums on you that are as blunt as the mind is subtle, though just as unpredictable. But, for you, life just trudges on. It remains, despite whatever visible signs of well-being - wonderful spouse, great kids, well-located house, etc. - a purgatory of uselessness, barren of joy and meaning. Love, incoming or out-going, becomes something you think, not feel.
    John Perry Barlow


    July 19th, 2024

    On listing the author of the post when the content is by another…

    It annoys me from a compositional perspective. It’s not like I’m taking credit for Sonnet 29. I’m taking credit for the post. And I suspect there are places like TechMeme that hook into that author function, and if I suppress it in WordPress’s “Loop” then it is removed from all posts, so I can’t make Sonnet 29 look good without stripping the attribution I value from other posts, all of which are driven by that loop template.

    What to do?

    I think I need a non-attribution category that I can use for stylistic porpoises exclusively. Where’s my web clark? get your sleeve garters on and get in here and update the template, damn-it!


    July 19th, 2024

    Vertical expectoration…

    Buddhism, she explained, “has no self built into it.You don’t have independently existing selves or objects. They’re codependent.”


    July 19th, 2024

    29

    When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes,
    I all alone beweep my outcast state,
    And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
    And look upon myself and curse my fate.
    Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
    Featur’d like him, like him with friends possessed,
    Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
    With what I most enjoy contented least,
    Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
    Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
    (Like to the Lark at break of day arising)
    From sullen earth sings hymns at Heaven’s gate,
    For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings,
    That then I scorn to change my state with Kings.

    — William Shakespeare, 1690


    July 19th, 2024

    While Bush Farts and Fondles…


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    The never ending massacre in Palestine. Link to slides courtesy of YblogZA.


    July 19th, 2024

    Disclosure or stinky cheese…

    Steve Rubel (a PR guy who works for Edelman, another PR guy doing, presumably, PR) shares the following regarding the Pew Internet Project study released today:

    As Reuters correctly notes, the research demonstrates that blogging is moving more mainstream, thanks to the surging interest in social network/blog hybrid sites such as MySpace and LiveJournal (MySpace is an Edelman client).

    My question is, when is disclosure appropriate, and when is it mere self aggrandizement and name placement? I think the latter obtains in this case, since (first) a careful reading of the Reuters piece does not show them saying anything like what Steve says they said, and (second) neither Reuters nor the Pew study characterize MySpace and LiveJournal as social network/blog hybrid sites. These are Steve Rubel’s words. So it looks like Steve took this opportunity to flog his client’s brand, which would make disclosure appropriate, but the inherent dishonesty in implying that there is movement represented by these static data and the movement is toward Steve’s client should be an embarrassment to everyone. If I managed MySpace I’d pull the account. Who needs that kind of gratuitous misrepresentation?

    Update: It has been pointed out to me that this would be a lot clearer if I just said Steve Rubel is full of hooie. Actually, “hooie” was not the word.

    Update-update: It has been further pointed out to me that disclosure is not really what I am on about. Rather, it is the relentless floggery.


    July 19th, 2024

    Foodie Alert

    David Weinberger, eating vegetarian although he doesn’t much like vegetables, describes his anniversary dinner at Susur.

    “The paler one is a comfit of Brazilian pear puree, run twice through the small fingers of a boy who sings alto, topped by a black olive puree marinated in the juice of two pomegranite seeds blessed by the Dalai Lama, ringed by a wreath of mint leaves plucked from the side of an imaginary mountain.”


    July 19th, 2024

    Pew report: Bloggers - A portrait of the internet’s new storytellers

    There are now about twelve million American bloggers, ninety percent of whom read other people’s blogs and forty-nine percent of whom have been blogging for more than a year. There are also fifty-seven million blog readers (including over ten million bloggers) according to a Pew report released today.

    Lee Rainie, Director of the Pew Internet and American Life Project writes:

    I thought you’d be interested to know that we are releasing today a report built around a national survey of bloggers. It covers things like: who bloggers are, why they got into blogging, the subjects they blog about, the features they use on their blogs, their sense of their audience, the time they spend on their blogs, and their sense of the impact of their blogs.

    The survey methodology1 is described and the results, while generally unsurprising, seem valid because they are not biased by the louder voices in the blogosphere.

    PDF versions of the report and the survey are available from the Pew site.

    __________________________________________
    1 The Blogger Callback Survey, sponsored by the Pew Internet and American Life Project (PIALP), conducted telephone interviews with 233 self-identified bloggers from previous surveys conducted for PIALP. The interviews were conducted in English by Princeton Data Source, LLC, from July 5, 2024 to February 17, 2024. Statistical results are weighted to correct known demographic discrepancies. The margin of sampling error for the complete set of weighted data is ±6.7%.


    July 19th, 2024

    Sniblets

    A promise of wondrous chickens to come…

    More than cautious whining about Net Neutrality, we’re talking about a giant rip-off of money you already paid the phone company. Ouraged? Attend the July 25th hearing. It ain’t over ’til it’s over, Ma and Pa Bell.

    Out of the dark and rainy wintry realms down-under, ARJ is re-emerging with more bloggalicious goodness. And hey, like so many others, she’s working with Odeo!

    If you’re on Cape Cod or Martha’s Vineyard this weekend, then you will want to listen on WCAI or WNAN to Jenny Attiyeh’s interview with Robert Pinsky. It’s about David, a guy who lived maybe 3000 years ago, was beloved of God, and as a result, he got away with more than his share. He was a seductive, wily politician, a doting father, a bitter old man. What’s not to love about this archetype? (If you’re not on the island, you can just fire up the audio from Jenny’s thoughtcast site!)

    This just in from the mysterious Mme. L.: typepad, livejournal (and i imagine whatever hell else they own) have been down since 9am here in france. to add injury, the six apart status site is also inaccessible. i don’t see anything online about it. Maybe it’s a psy-war communication disruption. Or wait. Maybe it’s sunspots. No, no. I know. The entire euronet has crumbled under the intense pressure of people listening to Bush mumble Texanisms about Hezbollah and watching him put the moves of the German Chancellor. The six apart status page doesn’t mention the disruption.

    domestic boarage


    July 18th, 2024

    Denise Howell links…

    Robert Ambrogi has compiled a list of posts following up on Denise’s separation from Reed Smith. The compilation follows his searching essay about the matter, which itself follows in bloggy reverse chron order Carolyn Elefant’s post which ends:

    What few in our profession realize is that our most talented lawyers’ stars burn too bright for Biglaw. For Reed Smith, however, its options diminish. Because if you’re a talented woman planning on having kids, why in the world would you EVER choose to work there?


    July 18th, 2024

    Richard Perle and the Mossad

    Don’t get me wrong… some of my best friends are felonious merchants of death, but today as I shopped for some XL/tall undershirts in Marshall Fields I looked around and got the insight that the place must use the Federal Witness Protection Program as a staffing agency. Where else did they dig up the deeply tanned, deep cleavaged, zaftig woman in the brightly colored skimpy summer outfit, a little wisp of lace modestly applied across the bosom, dangling red ball earrings about the size of ripe crap apples accenting the crimson lipstick so masterfully applied that none had found purchase on a front tooth? How else to explain the guy in black denims with the long sleeved black shirt and the graying full head of hair, lined and craggy face, just standing there folding and refolding summer-stocked short sleeve polo shirts? I was waiting for him to say “Hello. I’m Johnny Cash.” And there were other dodgy characters ready to serve. There was the white collar criminal… everybody’s favorite alky accountant dressed in a suit that hung awkwardly on his skinny frame, white face, bald patch, glasses I think, but maybe not… fairly nondescript, except you could tell the mob was looking for him by the way he looked this way and that, darting glances all over the men’s furnishings section like he was afraid someone would pop out of the necktie display squeezing grease from an Uzi. Reminded me of Olmert, to tell the truth. These people all belong in Las Vegas, except that would be sort of an in-your-face witness protection strategy.

    I ended up buying the Jockey’s since they didn’t have any Hanes. I think they’re all made in the same Chinese owned factory in Honduras anyway but the Hanes are cheaper.

    Bruce points out that the Middle East explosion was scripted ten years ago by the Project for a New Apocalyptic Century. Don’t get me wrong… some of my best friends work for the Mossad, I think; but, wouldn’t it be good if we could all get on the same page and if we decide to run plays out of the PNAC playbook, at least not have Karl Rove calling the signals? A couple of yupsters were pawing the rack of Ralph Lauren undershirts nearby. The Polos are made in that same Chinese factory in Honduras, but cost a little more than the Jockeys and a lot more than the Hanes. I overheard this conversation:

    “What do you hear from the G8 Summit?”

    “Not much, you?”

    “Not much. Really, I’ve been too busy wondering if the Israelis are going to nuke Damascus.”

    “Not to worry, that’ll be the October surprise. Help us keep our minds off the elections.”

    I don’t believe one word of it. If you listened to the conspiracy theorists you’d think that the shadow government had their Mossad moles in Hezbollah kick off the fighting just as Rove was staging the First Fuhrer Pork Roast auf Deutschland. You’d think these events were coordinated on the world stage and that ineffective socialist leaders in Syria better watch out ‘cuz big oil is coming to get ‘em.


    July 18th, 2024

    Resist your inner dork…

    “Never stop trying to lower your hit rate.” — Mike Johnston

    “reality leaves a lot to the imagination…” — John Lennon

    In a post titled “Business Model,” Shelley said (among lots of other good things),

    My business model, since that’s so important to have, is that whatever I do in the future, I want to adopt Denise’s ‘how much do I love that’ filter for my own professional efforts; whenever and however possible.

    Unfortunately, this doesn’t always work, but one can decide to live more simply and even if you’re doing work you don’t love, you can do work that doesn’t require that you focus your entire being on the job.

    In the comments, Doug pointed to a brilliant post by Mike Johnston that added more brightly colored surface area to the beautiful bubbles they were blowing. Mike said,

    What these straight-A kids wanted was for me to set the terms of their success for them. They wanted me to set up the hoop so they could jump through it for me. They wanted to be told how they could be certain of success. It was what they encountered everywhere else. But what I wanted was for them to set up their own hoop, or, better yet, look askance at the hoop and go, “Nah, not today,” and wander off somewhere and see what they could find. The fact is, you need to fail a lot if you want to succeed as an artist.


    July 17th, 2024

    Carbon Sequestration

    Global Warming

    My neighbor Cal and I went to the Town Board meeting tonight to urge a responsible approach to the American Transmission Company’s proposed hundred million dollar build out of facilities including a 345kV line to nowhere across our marsh. Cal is a wetlands ecologist and quite a Christian, a combination that I find baffling, but it works for him. (”Oh me of little faith…”)

    Tonight after we had our way with the board, influencing them to file for intervenor status with the State Public Service Commission and to write a letter to the County Board supporting a moratorium on construction of new power facilities until a needs assessment has been completed, we stood talking in the parking lot for a while. Cal was all about how our language gives us away: “Do we call all this black stuff underground ‘fossil fuel’ or do we see them as great carbon sequestration systems that made the planet habitable?” He pointed out that until the ‘enlightenment,’ our metaphor for creation (yeah, the planet - lots of xtians call it “creation” - as distinct from “tarnation” I suppose, and of course “tarnation” in the context of exploiting carboniferous stuff… well you get my drift) … anyway the dominant metaphor for creation was a book, a book to be read. Then somehow it shifted to the earth as a machine, a great storehouse of “natural resources,” goods to be used, to be consumed.

    He was talking about this article by William J. Mills, unfrotunately it’s part of the great information sequestration system called electronic serialization, and it would cost me twenty-five clams to read the whole thing. The abstract says:

    Metaphor plays a fundamental role in our perception and comprehension of our environment, not just as a means of escape from customary vision but, more importantly, as the means whereby that customary vision first becomes established. Societies differ in “metaphorical vision” because their vision of the world derives from different metaphors. Three periods in the history of the Western world are distinguished. In the Middle Ages, nature was seen primarily as a book. In the Renaissance, it was believed to be organized in the same manner as a human being. In the modern age, the most influential metaphor has been the machine. A society’s choice of one metaphor rather than another as the primary vehicle through which it seeks to comprehend its environment is highly indicative of the needs and aspirations of that society.


    July 17th, 2024

    Law Dawgs!

    Little and cute

    Now that Denise has a little more free time, I’m wondering if there’s a puppy in her future?


    July 16th, 2024

    Audio from Odeo…

    Recorded with the world’s suckiest microphone… my 16 seconds of fame.

    My recording may be akin to Beavis and Butthead playing Bell and Watson, but all-in-all I think Odeo is simple to use and very flexible. I’m not exactly a high tech weenie, but the fact is, I dug around, found an old beige mic from some long dead PC, plugged it in, recorded and posted a brief audio file in a few minutes. While horsing around I saw that Odeo also supports telephone file creation, meaning that I can probably get a better recording off the cell than I can off this funky dixie cup on a string arrangement. Quite exciting really, and I owe it all to pouty Mike Arrington of TechHunch who thought he’d be snarky about Odeo today.


    July 16th, 2024

    Odeo Buzz

    There hasn’t been enough Odeo buzz. The only thing I’ve heard about it in months is Mike Arrington’s silliness today, and that was just mean, not substantive. But what do you expect from a core values pout-meister like Mike?

    I’m going to see if I can find a microphone somewhere and blog the Star Spangled Banner of something.


    July 16th, 2024

    truer words

    I realize that the author’s authority should still be contested, that multiple interpretations are still valid, and that the author is still a product of social forces. I also realize that even as i’m writing this blogpost, its reading will be out of my control, but the reality is that i’ll still - as author - get all huffy and puffy and try to be understood. Damnit.

    - danah boyd 


    July 16th, 2024

    real george

    George Vezza retoornt in the comments below, and thus one last time will I elevate his epistolary blog-mots to a spot here in the post:

    Frank,

    Thanks for taking the time to write a detailed reply. This is my second blog and I may stress my blog not Nestle’s. As you can tell this is my time (the weekend) and I have done so out of personal interest on knowing more about the blogging world where MY interests were peaked by Robert.

    This is not some corporate plan to sway the blogging world towards Nestle being perceived as a kinder gentler Company. It was not a well scripted PR plan to pull Robert on my side in fact had I known this would be the perception I would have left his name out of it.Since the meeting last week with Robert Nestle has not had time to make a decison on a blogging strategy. This is just me and I hope I am doing the right thing.

    George to Robert…..lets leave Nestle out of this for a moment. My own feelings are that there is a long history of Governments, Religion, Countries, and yes Corporations that have blinded the masses with propaganda and eventually did evil acts. With this history it is good that people like you and the blogging world act as watchdogs to avoid repeating of the past. I certainly don’t believe this is the case at Nestle. If I ever get the feeling that I am wrong then I walk away and return to my home Country and find another Company.

    You know generally when a Company is big they don’t need to save money to risk cutting corners,they pay all licence cost for software, they invest in proper wastewater treatment plants, they become good social citizens.The Companies that take risks don’t last long. In fact many times we are not competitive with small local companies who do not follow local laws and do not draw the attenton of NGOs. The world is to small to play around with saving a few dollars and risking public isolation.

    As you clearly understand Corporations are run by people and many decision making responsibilities are pushed down to the local Country Managers and sometimes they make mistakes. People maked decisions mostly with the right intentions that sometimes backfire. However CEOs are responsible for all decisions that impact the Nestle Brand and often find themselves in situations that require repair.

    The more people you have making decisions the more open you are to mistakes being made. The key point I was trying to make from an inside perspective is that Nestle is not a calculating evil doer. I know most of the key personal at the most senior rank and I see on a daily basis communication and policy being developed with strong intent for social responsibility.

    I noticed there were several blogs on why I did not engage in details and debate issues. The reason for this is simply that I am not blogging to improve PR for Nestle on events around the world. This would take far to long and I am enjoying a quite weekend in July where the weather is hot. I urge you to visit our site and read Nestle in Africa if you want details.

    The Company I work for has been around for over 100 years, anyone that has lived a 100 years would make some mistakes but that does not make them evil, my belief and that is all I have is that Nestle is a great corporate citizen with honestly good intentions.

    With regards to your comments about your co-worker….. (”Right now I have a desk next to a guy who is a superb bureaucrat. The other night he was sweating over a deadline and he’d been working hard for days”).Does he have to be a bureaucrat to work hard and take pride in his work. Maybe he is like many of the hard workers in our society that chooses to do what ever they do well for self satisfaction not simply to collect a paycheck.I believe that you love to blog and spend a great amount of time doing it because you are passionate about this. Be careful some one may give you a shake while you are on the keyboard and tell you to smile while inside you have been smiling the whole time

    Regards,
    George

    Now, having read what I writ, and reading through what George replite, I am constrained by the circumstances and a reputation as an avoider of flames at this late stage in my career to seek literary and epistolary help elsewhen.  Thinking that perhaps my froostration at this lack of communication is centered more in the wicked intentionality of a master marketeer and that flamage would only serve some darker corporate purpose, and wanting trooly madly deeply to continue a reputational lifestyle of troost and attention in which there are no flies on me, nor e’s in my Web 2.0 product branding, I sought help in the texts.  I found this, which nicely speaks my mindt:

    ‘I carn’t not believe this incredible fact of truth about my very body which has not gained fat since mother begat me at childburn. Yea, though I wart through the valet of thy shadowy hut I will feed no norman. What grate qualmsy hath taken me thus into such a fatty hardbuckle.’
    Again Frank looked down at the awful vision which clouded his eyes with fearful weight. ‘Twelve inches more heavy, Lo!, but am I not more fatty than my brother Geoffery whose father Alec came from Kenneth - through Leslies, who begat Arthur, son of Eric, by the house of Ronald and April - keepers of James of Newcastle who ran Madeline at 2-1 by Silver Flower, (10-2) past Wot-ro-Wot at 4/3d a pound ?’
    He journeyed downstairs crestfalled and defective - a great wait on his boulders - not even his wife’s battered face could raise a smile on poor Frank’s head - who as you know had no flies on him. His wife, a former beauty queer, regarded him with a strange but burly look.
    ‘What ails thee, Frank?’, she asked stretching her prune. ‘You look dejected if not informal,’ she addled.
    ‘Tis nothing but wart I have gained but twelve inches more tall heavy than at the very clock of yesterday at this time - am I not the most miserable of men ? Suffer ye not to spake to me or I might thrust you a mortal injury; I must traddle this trial alone.’


    July 16th, 2024

    Core Values…

    Denise Howell and Reed Smith have parted ways. But she took her chair with her. When I read Denise’s post yesterday, I thought I would just sit with the information and read it again before mulling it over here, publicly. Ernie the Attorney zeroed in on the news and isolated this bit, where Denise says,

    my professional roadmap henceforth will involve only things that are washed through a stringent “how much do I really love that?” filter

    Denise always had a stiff upper lip about the time she was spending in the commute from Orange County to downtown LA. I think the iPod was invented for her.  I’m sure that she won’t mind reclaiming those hours to spend with young Tyler.

    One outcome of Denise’s retreat to the home office that I’d like to see would be for her to turn her prodigious writing skills to a book, perhaps with an emphasis on “work-life balance!”

    The coastal-tech-libertarian-enterpreneurial community will be eager to tie her down with some venture capital. I hope she can steer clear of their pouty, self-aggrandizing, greedball clutches. What the world DOESN’T need now is another cute Web 2.0 product with missing e’s in its name.


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