More adverts for the void…
More adverts for the void…
Determine what others see
For us F stands for a Facebook in which you have more control of your private sphere.
Therefore we’re now providing a clearer overview in one place.
I’m kind of fascinated, in a “car crash” kind of way, with the effort Facebook is putting into improving it’s image in Germany.
Leaving aside the banality of this particular pitch (“we’ve moved all the privacy controls that you need to understand, and obviously don’t, into a single place for you to better not understand!) what on earth are they thinking? Do they really believe that the perceived issue is with what others can see, and not understand that people have become concerned with the entirety of what Facebook itself sees?
Maybe this is part of a longer strategy to attempt to undermine the GDPR regulations, which you’d have to assume would be devastating to the FB “sell out the users to highest bidder” business model. If they can get out in front of it, making the claim that they are already protecting users data, and using it appropriately (“look at all the control we give them!”) then maybe politicians won’t feel that suing them out of existence will be popular?
They’ve lost a million users to GDPR issues… which seems peanuts compared to the total ~365 million European users. And the stock price, despite the historic fluctuations, is still higher than it was at the start of 2018.
It all makes me wonder what news they are not yet out in front of…
Not entirely sure how to write this review. Ideally you’d go buy a copy, then we could discuss it in the comments. That would be easiest. Still, nothing is ever easy…
The events may occur in two separate realms: the every day life of a small town Maine doctor, John M. Bischoffberger aka Bisch; a parallel world that may, or may not, co-exist within the mind of said Bisch.
The primary inhabitants of this parallel world, the old woman, the welp, and the thin man, are of a mythical nature. While reading i found myself trying to fit them into roles, assign them meaning, which it is entirely unclear that they have. Nonetheless, could the old woman symbolise time, the forces of nature? Could the welp be war, chaos, anarchy? The thin man, is he pestilence, disease, famine?
They talk of love and hate, of time, of a time that has come. Of a job to be done. In the end are they just the neurotic fever dreams of a mind that has experienced the horrors of war, and struggles to maintain a grip on a gritty rural reality?
It’s a beautifully written book, the writing is descriptive, rich and earthy, but it leaves you enough room to imagine. Space in which to find your fears. I don’t read a lot of fiction anymore, and i don’t watch any cinema, but this felt very cinematic – the pages playing out as a film.
Don’t want to say any more. Go read it.
Oh.One of the Unbounders made a reference to Cormac McCarthy. It’s a difficult comparison to live up to, but its easy to see why it was made.
Post from HN: How Does Mastodon Work?
Answer from me so far: it doesn’t.
Sadly i’m not sure it ever will. Leaving Twitter means leaving behind all the network effect that made the Twitter experience work.
One day an inflection point is going to come and people will migrate to a new platform. However, my guess is that will not happen for technical or organisational reasons, but just because. As much as it would be good to sell people on a messaging platform that is, among other things, virtuous, privacy respecting, user supported, censorship resistant (as Mastodon may well be…) if it doesn’t have the magic combination of simplicity and cool which periodically captures the zeitgeist… it doesn’t work.
I’ve managed to move the majority of my IM traffic to Signal… there are a few stragglers, and it wouldn’t surprise me to hear that it’s role in the communication of others is limited to catering to my diva-like demands! Why has that worked for personal communications, but failed for the broader, more scattershot social networking case?
The use case is different – on a platform like Twitter you curate followers / friends and accept that whatever to say will be broadcast to them all. This obviously means that you adapt your communication style to be less personal. In most cases a Twitter / Facebook / Instagram account becomes a simple means of promotion. Followers, if not the direct audience, act as a means of propagating or amplifying your message. If that network doesn’t not exist to fan out reaching a much wider “market” it’s not really fit for purpose.
It seems that more private (in many cases not in the cryptographic sense) interactions between natural groups (family, close friends, small teams) are migrating to closed chat rooms, most likely on platforms like WhatsApp, Facebook, etc. And Twitter / Facebook / Instagram feeds are slowly dissolving into a market place for both goods, ideas and attention, with the whole thing swirling around a sink hole of advertising intelligence / surveillance.
Sadly, i suspect that the implementation of Circles in Google+ came very close to synthesising something that captured a good balance. Fortunately people read the sociopathic writing on the wall – as bad a custodian of a social graph as Facebook has turned out to be, the only people that i can see giving them a run for their money in the ‘Totalitarian Information Megacorp’ / ‘Grim Meathook Future’ stakes are big G… and Amazon.
[A lot of this musing was brought to mind by seeing a Facebook ad on German TV that, and i kid you not, starts out with “F steht für unsere Fehler” (F stands for our failure), and then gets weirder.]
I’m currently reading ‘The Thirty-Five Time & Untimely Deaths of Cumberland Country” by my long-time friend / collaborator / co-conspiritor Mason Ball, and am excited to report that it is terrifying… and terrifyingly good!
If you didn’t support him during the crowdfunding process on Unbound, you should go find yourself a copy in one of those bookstores of yore… or here, or Amazon. The writing is rich, keenly observed, textured, sombre, and playful – people die… a lot of people die, but somehow there is a current of humour (dark humour, dark as to appear black no doubt) running through it all.
One of the first questions that i had reading, was when Mason had spent enough time in Maine (where the tale is told) to develop a sense of the place… and it turns out it wasn’t just me:
Confession time: I have never been to Maine, where the book is set. Had I the funds I most definitely would have done but as it stood I had to make do with research, both online and in print; oh, and Google Earth and Google Street View were invaluable!
You can read the rest of the interview on Book Trails.
I’ll post a review when i’m done… but you should get a copy regardless.
Edit: Mason’s notes on buying the book:
Several time i’d had the impression that the bedroom was behaving as a Camera Obscura, but i couldn’t make out the image well enough to understand what i was seeing. It’s certainly a matter of chance as to how the curtains are arranged…
One morning i picked up my phone and snapped the following image:
which is rather indistinct! Forgetting that image would be inverted (vertically flipped) i guessed that i was seeing stretched / repeated chimney pots on a building opposite.
As my phone was struggling to find focus, or meter anything useful, i grabbed a few shots with the 5D… and promptly forgot about it. The following weekend, while processing the images on that card i came across them again, and realised that they were inverted. Rotating them results in this:
which is much more obviously a building outside the window. Cool!
All it takes is blackout curtains, a gap, and a view… unfortunately without a mobile home it’s a rather limited camera.
Visions of a flat sided van turned into a camera are swiftly brushed aside.
I’ve spent the last couple of years acutely aware that my predictions about brexit were comically off target. Writing in July 2016, i said:
This week the deadline seems to have stretch out to Article 50 definitely being triggered by the time of the General Election in 2020.
and, as the triggering of Article 50 occurred on March 29th 2017, that was very wrong.
The reasoning behind that statement was, i believe, essentially sound. The various constraints on the UK government made it highly unlikely that an advantageous negotiating position could be found. Those constraints:
made it seem unlikely that anyone would be stupid enough to pull the trigger to start a race which can obviously not be won.
Since then the situation has become even more complex by the introduction of the biblically backward DUP into the mix.
In hindsight the obvious mistake was assuming that the Tory party would put country above party… that should have been obvious when David ‘trotters up’ Cameron called the referendum in the first place.
It has been my firmly held belief that no UK government would be capable of negotiating an advantageous deal for exiting the EU – the EU holds all the cards, and the UK civil service is hamstrung by the incompetence and tautological beliefs of the Tory party.
Where does this leave us with trying to understand what might happen with Perfidious Albion?
If we rule out a negotiated exit, and given the above we surely must, there are are only really two options left:
The first option would please / placate a small, but highly vocal, clique of Torys, but probably cause long term (economic / reputational) harm to the UK, rolling back the Good Friday Agreement, and maybe even cause the dissolution of the Union.
The second option would please… actually, that’s the wrong way to look at it. The second option would displease the same highly vocal clique of Torys, but allow the current arrangement of peace and (poorly distributed†) prosperity to continue.
[There are other short-term options, such as getting an extension on the Article 50 deadline, holding another referendum, etc, but in the end they’ll eventually lead back to the above two choices.]
I’m out of the predictions game – in many ways i no longer have a horse in this race. However, it still interesting to imagine how we ended up here..
Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.
As insufferable and parochial as Theresa May appears, it seems unlikely that she is stupid. Which obviously raises questions!
Having adopted brexit, and cleaved to childlike logic the logic of “will of the people” in a representative democracy, she called a General Election. This was done presumably with the hope of gaining a majority large enough to push through a form of brexit advantageous to the Tory party… there was some clue as to how that might look in the initial act for leaving the EU, and it was an executive branch power grab of the kind you’d expect from former Home Secretary May.
When the GE didn’t return a majority, and an agreement with the DUP, that option was off the table. With the “will of the people” fork in the road behind her, it was too late to change course. And from here on out it stops being an authoritarian’s wet dream, and becomes a farce.
The problem with content free phrases such as “will of the people” and “brexit means brexit” is that they inevitably take on a life of their own. Having no inherent meaning they can be bandied around, adding nothing to the discussion, with all sides assigning their own strongly held, magical thinking and *beliefs*. Politics becomes akin to theology.
At this point any rational person would have determined that brexit on terms determined by the UK government is not possible. And, getting the Tory party to accept this reality is equally unlikely. A rock and a hard place.
Admitting that the game is up, that it would be better to admit defeat than risk plunging the country into chaos, is essentially a resignation letter. Resigning too soon would risk giving one of the swivel-eyed loons the time to rally the Tory party around a plan to crash and burn over the white cliffs of Dover.
Better to labour (small L i can’t even begin to imagine what is going on there!) on refining a completely unacceptable, known bad, plan in order to limit an usurpers ability to influence the outcome. All the while bringing into sharp focus the consequences of the default choice. “Yes, to avoid starving to death we may need to return to rationing, but don’t worry we’ll put troops on the streets, and turn the south-east into a lorry park… it’ll be fine!”
All this smoke and mirrors in order to accept the inevitable and avert an entirely avoidable act of catastrophic self-harm.
Doubt we’ll ever know… maybe she really is that stupid. That will be easier to judge by the end of March next year.
† make no mistake, the main reason that the populist right has been able to whip up the frenzy of self-harm that has overcome the UK is the rolling back of post-WW2 consensus undertaken by Thatcher and Thatcher-lite (aka New Labour) and the subsequent inequality that engendered. The populist right has no plan, or intention, to reverse this inequality, only a desire to exploit it to further it’s own (scary) goals.