28 Oct 2006
I think in blog posts whenever I feel compelled to write. I try to start with a title but if it doesn’t come I don’t fuss too much, even though the creative beauty of a concise title is often superior to much of what I churn out. Then an opening sentence has probably formed in my mind even as I come up with the title (or, if I don’t have a title, I have a sentence waiting in its place that’s great but too long/inappropriate as a title for other reasons) and it spills out of my fingers. It isn’t always miraculous but feels, to me, meaningful or pithy and catchy or gratuitously clever (or even regularly clever without puns that make you want to spew) — rarely is a title purely descriptive.
The sentence shapes the first paragraph, which tends to go on until I run out of linking sentences, at which point I begin a new one. Or, sometimes, ideas will be separated into paragraphs (as anyone who tells people how to write will advise). Sometimes (other some-times, for there are many) I’m spilling words onto a page and don’t want to break the line in case it stops. That’s why poetry feels pretentious: the idea that ideas will readily transcend lines is steeped in artifice. I can’t look back a sentence or it all fades away and momentum is lost forever. The present sentence is all that can be re-read (perhaps that explains my long sentences?) and even that… well, sometimes extensive punctuation (my overused parentheses bow politely) demarcs boundaries not to ever be transgressed.
But then I felt like writing and the idea faded, or was fulfilled, and the want to share faded to invisibility. As did the inertia of words, it all rolled to a stop. Tiredness met experience and writing, all of a sudden, was not the same as remembering, living. And whilst text can creatively extend so many things, sometimes it isn’t a matter of extension or sharing at all. Some things, no matter how they are thought, are not for writing, blogging, publishing, and never will be.
26 Oct 2006
(in Australia). For everything else, there’s eBay and Amazon.
My money doesn’t go anywhere near as far on textbooks here as it would if we were fortunate enough to have books at the same price they are in the US. I’m trying to track down some Vygotsky works (and Fisher’s collection is categorised by emptiness, haven’t checked out UNSW yet but imagine it wouldn’t be much/any better) and don’t want to spend the earth to pursue what is, essentially, an entirely peripheral interest. So I can spend, you know, $190 on a decent text in Australia, or I can get that bundled with one other (also apparently excellent resource) for US$50 plus shipping from Amazon. It’s absolutely nuts.
One day someone will try to explain the economics behind this to me. And that day my head will implode with frustration.
26 Oct 2006
I gotta say, I really don’t get those places. I wound up on the @Newtown website this evening (it’s part of Petersham RSL club, as the website says — I still live in the East, just in case anyone was wondering) and was utterly perplexed. Not just because they’ve created an image-sliced site using Fireworks + Dreamweaver 2004 in 2006, but more because of the content.
“Come and enjoy the indulgent surroundings of Sydney’s hottest RSL club with 2 levels of exciting live entertainment, cocktail lounge, restaurant and pool tables, you won’t want to leave. Enjoy comfort and sophistication like no other venue in Sydney. Now open til late“
it proudly gushes on the front page, images of clean, spacious bars and young, attractive patrons (mostly female) flashing above the promoter’s rhetoric. Down the bottom, a “Powered by Moshtix” logo adorns the footer. Buried somewhere beneath all this is the obligatory required-by-legislation-but-of-uncertain-meaning-to-anyone “Information for members & their guests” byline.
Has anyone ever actually gone to an RSL as a guest? And what does it mean to be an RSL guest? RSL, of course, stands for “Returned services league”. In practice this seems to mean pretty much anyone who could be stuffed to join their cause. There’s all kinds of quirky stuff on the RSL website about their aims and goals and whatever, but I’ll leave you to read that for yourself. My slightly-right-of-centre readers might be upset if I started quoting bits from it selectively with the goal of ridiculing the organisation further than this post already does.
Anyway, at any rate, it seems self-evident that RSL clubs seem to have little connection to returned servicemen (and/or women) at all.
26 Oct 2006
It seems that search engines are an immutable fact of early-twenty-first century existence. We can’t escape them in any immediate sense, and cannot believe they could ever disappear (I recall one instance on Whirlpool forums where a user thought his/her ISP’s interational link must be down because he couldn’t access Google. This was one of the very few times Google had actually dropped off the face of the planet for about twenty minutes. It was simply outside the realm of possibility.)
Yet, increasingly, our surfing habits are defined by this bizarre social concept that seems to be shaping certainly acquisitions and web-two-point-oh-bubblism, wherein websites serve users by connecting them with one another, not on the basis of them knowing what they wanted, but rather in a bizarre a priori manner whereby degrees-of-separation (MySpace) or user-supplied-already-knowns (LiveJournal, Xanga, etc.) define connectedness and displayed content.
Search is no longer the macro-inter killer app, but an intra-site facility applied to microcosm — often based on “transparent” technology that has, on the basis of known knowns (in the words of a certain Rumsfeld), already done some of the hard work for users (I should say people, but don’t out of habit: it is an industry hazard) without actually asking them anything. This is where location- and organisation-based matching (cf. MySpace, Facebook, etc.) come in.
But none of this data is intelligently searchable by generic engines.
None of this data (in the case of Myspace especially, horribly marked-up doing-everything-wrong-with-the-web technically entity that it is) is available for indexing by search engines because it’s not abiding by any defined semantics. There is not, for example, any overwhelming use of microformats — hCard, etc. — for defining contact details in any common sense. Yet these things are searchable within a given website.
And, what’s more, these things are searchable with great precision within (social networking) sites. This is because of a very well defined internal semantic (not the “semantic web”, but internal data structures) and an enforced obedience to these structures that was never a part of pre-SocNet sites.
SocNet platforms are radically different from web 1.0 systems in that they are (ironically) vastly more constricting. As “web 1.0″ I would cite Geocities and free web hosting services, portals, and all-things-to-all-people content networks. Now, we’ve got blogs (precisely defined websites), MySpace (chiefly SocNet profiles with bits on the fringes common to the users, and now with enough impetus to appear unstoppable), Flickr (free — and fee-for-service that people actually pay for — web hosting, precisely defined as photo hosting), and, strangely, a portal (Yahoo!) still on top of Alexa 500 rankings. A portal that owns both Flickr and Geocities, but has changed the model of the latter to place greater emphasis on fee-for-service hosting. But I digress into strategy — the point is not that, but rather in the way social data is stored.
Flickr is meta-data rich. It uses a well defined system based on EXIF, intrinsic semantics (title, description, tags — tags that get used properly, unlike Facebook which doesn’t bother to make such things clear — I want Facebook to flop, by the way, because it annoys me, so don’t expect nice things to be said about it. It’s a poor closed-system imitator, albeit with a stupidly effective advertising model everyone else should be wishing they came up with first but haven’t seen in order to copy… because it’s a closed system (or used to be) exclusive in scope. Which makes it very effective SocNet/Web 2.0, by my own definition, so I don’t really have a basis for complaint.) and extrinsic semantics (groups, pools, etc.).
Profiles, unlike ‘pure’ SocNet (Myspace, Facebook), permit anonymity, but allow disclosure of as much as is desired: at any rate, that is not the purpose of the site. Myspace/Facebook’s raison d’etre is profiles. (Well, and that and cash-cow-marketing-tool of the RIA’s of the world) Accordingly, its profiles have very definite semantics even whilst the rest of the site may not (I speak of Myspace more, here). Myspace gives core “Details” profile info individual fields, whilst allowing a diverse “Interests & Personality” information in freeform textareas that are designed to entice users into participation (and, possibly, aiding more fuzzy searches — but mostly I think it’s just compelling content, as there is no immediately obvious way to search that data).
“Interests & Personality”, along with blog content, seems to be the only freeform contributed material available on the site. Want music or a video with your profile? You’ve got to browse to the band’s site, load the player (no go in Opera with Flash at the minute, it seems), and then select “Add” on the track. They (yeah, it’s kinda big-brotherish) know exactly what song you chose, what band it’s from, what genre, etc. — that is to say, unambiguously and certainly beyond a probably-common song title. This isn’t an upload-yourself-and-we’ll-manage-rights kind of thing. The officiality gives that internal data structure that much more depth: but, again, the point is that the data is internal and not open.
This, it seems, is the defining quality of SocNet. That’s what makes the ideas of open federation advocated by Google Talk earlier this year so bizarre for the rest of us. We don’t particularly care, because closed systems mean innovation (because we can define new data for ourselves to work with) and/or extensibility that isn’t possible in an open platform (if, for example, not all federated partners agree to a spec extension — take, for example, Google Talk’s own Jabber base and proprietary VoIP on top of that). Openness is in Google’s interests, because it’s so dependent on things being open for its core business (search). But real people want services that work, not services that push them to another site. I’ve never trusted sites that bounce me off to Google for their site’s search, even if it’s one of those crappy co-branded things. It doesn’t make sense. Why would you make someone inspect your website from an inferior perspective when all the information is stored in a database, with the possibility of more semantically meaningful search open internally only?
Google won’t deal with your internal search needs. It’s not designed to. It does a great job of dealing with publicly indexed materials completely aside from SocNet services. SocNet sites thrive on and are empowered by strong intrinsic semantics that make clever profile-based (or UGC-based) search possible, which builds loyalty etcetera in a way foreign to informational websites. SocNet is experiential and (surprise surprise) social — it doesn’t have to be about anything.
Content was deposed as king sometime in the middle of the first decade of the twenty first century, and with that regime change his deputy, Search, was also shuffled to a somewhat less prominent position. Somewhere out of sight, Search’s identical twin, Query, is the real power behind the throne: it uses unindexed data and makes clever links to bring people closer together in a way that traditional search engines had never even envisaged.
25 Oct 2006
So I bought Jeyo Mobile Extender today with one day of my trial left. From Handango, because, for whatever reason, they decided to delegate (probably the most important part of) their sales process to a 3rd party. They try and sell me some BS “Download Protection” (what is this, the mafia?) in case I lose the download. Well, I don’t need that, because I’m paying for a serial number for the product and shouldn’t really be downloading anything. Long story short, there is no serial number required for Jeyo Mobile Extender. Go forth and pirate, etcetera.
More seriously, I saved the link to my download from Handango (racketeering mobsters that they are) and fired it up in another browser (that is, without an active session on their site) and it worked perfectly fine the first time. So I emailed myself the executable and that link and saved myself a little over three bucks.
Morals of the story:
- Don’t believe anything you read in a trial version about serial numbers.
- Handango are a bunch of lying chumps out to steal your cash.
- Normally “Profit!!!!” but in this case… “Use p2p and save!”
Okay, I’m kidding about 3. I paid for it and you should, too. Just don’t believe their lies…