In Rusbridger’s office, Assange’s position was rife with ironies. An unwavering advocate of full, unfettered disclosure of primary-source material, Assange was now seeking to keep highly sensitive information from reaching a broader audience. He had become the victim of his own methods: someone at WikiLeaks, where there was no shortage of disgruntled volunteers, had leaked the last big segment of the documents, and they ended up at The Guardian in such a way that the paper was released from its previous agreement with Assange—that The Guardian would publish its stories only when Assange gave his permission. Enraged that he had lost control, Assange unleashed his threat, arguing that he owned the information and had a financial interest in how and when it was released. (via The Man Who Spilled the Secrets | Politics | Vanity Fair)
January 7, 2011
January 5, 2011
Gray Skies and Black Birds in the Winter
Almost thirty years ago, I was in Kentucky keeping the hills safe for tea-baggers. We spent a lot of time out in those cold wet hills, good training they called it.
One gray evening we flew low ( about 500 feet ) over that leafless forest and I saw what must have been a million blackbirds flying in formation below us. They were so thick that you couldn’t hardly see between them. It was like a huge, writhing snake about 100 feet wide and several miles long.
But the strangest thing was, from where I was watching ( sitting in a door ) I could see that they were actually flying in a big circle! Like a black snake in the sky that had it’s tail in it’s mouth. Weird…millions of birds weird.
They flew as if those millions were actually one very large creature with a mind of it’s own. Weird and spooky. It crossed my mind in that minute or two that they were all out looking for food before the sun went down. They were hungry, and tired, like us.
I was on a huey, one of about 20 with maybe 6 or 8 of us in each. And we were hungry, and tired, and ready to pack it in.
Weird really because about an hour later, we were all dug in around this bald mountain, in the twilight. No fires or shelters. Cold C-rations from a can and a sack to sleep in. And then the birds arrived…by the millions! Weird as hell I tell ya…
They squacked for a while, and I don’t know for how long because I drifted off, sitting up against a big, leafless tree that was dripping wet, the ground was wet, my sack was wet and cold and it really sucked so bad that I just drifted off…
And woke to a grey sky, and silence…weird silence. We six ( b-team, 1st squad, recon ) woke up in the middle of a dead zone. Dead blackbirds lay all around us. They covered the ground around and under that old tree so thick that you couldn’t hardly walk without kicking one of them. Cold, lifeless feathers. Black birds under a grey wet winter sky in Kentucky.
We got the hell out of there as fast as our wet boots would carry us. That was just to damn weird. And I kid you not, I still think they starved to death. There just wasn’t anything alive out there that winter to eat.
January 4, 2011
The Exaggerated Death of RSS and Look at Me
The recent attention given to the imminent demise of RSS got me to thinking, is this how stuff is promoted on the internet? I’ve seen this before, when a well known internet personality declares a service dead or dying a lot of people rush to that service, product or application. Seth Godin wrote in a short and sweet article;
RSS is quiet and fast and professional and largely hype-free. Perhaps that’s why it’s not the flavor of the day.
Seth also throws in a few links to his blog and his preferred RSS Reader. He’s capitalizing on a manufactured controversy, while providing some much needed insight;
- RSS increases your productivity
- It delivers itself
- Subscribing is easy
I think that the recent attention given to RSS is actually raising the awareness of this marvelous service, and that awareness is like the water that raises all boats. And if it floats my boat, I’m all for it.
I don’t post very often at Wallace’s Posterous, but I do have a few followers. Maybe I could get more if I declared my demise immanent. Nah, I think I’ll just stick to clipping interesting posts for a while.
I should mention that Google Reader also allows me to push out some of the more Absurd stuff I find.
January 4, 2011
I have an invite, for someone willing and able to explore this new frontier in social networking. I would be a plus if that someone ran their own server, so that they could host a pod for Diaspora.
October 28, 2010
Yahoo! Mail Beta Rolls Out Worldwide