Here are my impressions.
No kiddies on that slide. You could probably fry eggs on it.
A bit of a grab bag this. You’ll note I do have a position on the black comedy the Rudd government is into on the last of those three. Via the Arts & Letters Daily a few days back comes a broader treatment of the issue: Not Your Father’s Censorship by Harry Lewis.
While my father was in the Army during World War II, he sent my mother letters and photos from Belgium. Each document arrived with the censor’s approval stamp, certifying that no harm would come to our nation if those depictions of life at the front fell into enemy hands.
That was the censorship of another time. Everyone understood why it was important and knew that the government needed to control the communication channel from the war zone. But Americans also understood that wartime censorship was anomalous. Though the United States has a history of banning books, Americans generally don’t like having the government intercept their communications or decide what they are allowed to know.
Now, with almost everything digitized, new communication technologies have led to a global proliferation of censorship agents, methods, and rationales. Ironically for the American pioneers who expected the Internet to foster unprecedented information freedom, its rapid and ubiquitous adoption has created a flexible and effective mechanism for thought control.
Governments love and fear the Internet….
The Internet is different from publishing, in fact if not in theory. Were one publisher as dominant as Google or YouTube, its corporate judgments might have a very big impact on the free flow of ideas. And the DMCA protocol presents opportunities for the powerful to suppress speech by spurious invocation of copyright law. In the United States, the Internet is still the "most participatory form of mass speech yet developed," as a federal judge, Stewart R. Dalzell, wrote in overturning an early Internet-censorship law. For the Internet to remain so, more legislation will be needed to guarantee its openness.
Which brings me to the Bloggies.
For what it’s worth, or to satisfy your curiosity, do click on that and explore away. There is something more than a little parochial about a system that allows only two categories of “political blog” — “conservative” and “liberal”. These awards are determined by vote, but the participating voters do tend to have rather predictable tastes. Check Best Australian or New Zealand blog, and Best Science Blog.
If you’re Right you’re right, right? Right on…
15 January 2006
Fishy times and wishes of a misguided void: from dust to man, and to dust we return. The first deals with Johnnie’s Fish Cafe.
Johnnie’s Fish Cafe in Fitzroy Street Surry Hills: definitely the best!
Sirdan, Lord Malcolm, Simon H and I had a really great meal here today: Simon H had leather jacket, Sirdan and Lord Malcolm had barramundi, and I had hake. Three diferent salads.
Sadly not as it was. The second is on the death of a very young ex-student.
15 January 2007
Thinking about The Rabbit commencing his teaching career, I could not help but reflect on my first appointment (Cronulla High) in 1966. I may tell you a little about that later, but I was also motivated by The Rabbit’s post to take up the family history again, adding some of the promised prequel. I have transcribed my mother’s memoir of her father’s first appointment, to a one-teacher school on the Hawkesbury in 1906. In fact the memoir goes back to 1902 when at the age of sixteen my grandfather began his training as a pupil teacher at Croydon Park, a Sydney suburb…
15 January 2008
The first is about Corey Worthington:
What I haven’t thus far been able to link or copy to is the treatment the story received on A Current Affair**, which really is the point of my mentioning it. The reporter there pushed the 16-year-old by constantly hectoring him about his sunglasses, urging him to apologise or grovel on TV, doing the usual impersonation of a crusading representative of public good, but getting for her pains the kind of defiance that, well, you’d expect. Our hero, in the meantime, managed to get himself shirtless on TV, an aspect of the whole affair that probably will boost his
MySpaceFacebook presence no end.***
15 January 2009
I’m about to have a coffee with another ex-student Delenio. See you all later.
… Which happened, as you may see on the left.