The Week in Perspective

Dame Judi

Dame Judi will have none of your bullshit

Yes, it’s only Tuesday but my week tends to run from Friday to Tuesday, at least as far as DramaSec is concerned, so it’s time for a little perspective. Apparently some rando on Reddit was calling me out the other day for…commenting on Gawker. Well, guilty as charged, I do that a lot. I found out because of…a comment on Gawker.

Now, just today I was on the radio talking about money laundering and Bitcoin and the BitInstant arrests and said something like, “I’m no expert, I’ve just seen a lot of money laundering trials….gee, that sounds sort of nefarious, doesn’t it?” And indeed it did (But I have!).

As does what I said about those randos on Reddit. To wit:

Ah, so they were talking about me, were they? That doesn’t bother me. As I remarked to Magister, The Jester wants my head on a platter, the Syrian Electronic Army has been trying to hack into my accounts for months, and there’s still an #OpRaincoaster kicking around sub-groups of Anonymous. What do I care what a bunch of randos on Reddit say?

Speaking of randos, some Jester fangirls didn’t get the memo and slept in till today. Then they apparently misread the memo entirely:

https://twitter.com/Z_BIRD_79/status/428269084501737472

To which one could only reply (as one did) with the truth.

I imagine there is yet more consternation in Jesterville tonight over that fact. The crow? Does it burn going down?

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Operation Global Media Domination: The Bright Side of the Dark Side

The Dark Lord welcomes you, recruit

The Dark Lord welcomes you, recruit

Before there was Voldemort, there was Vader. And before there was Vader, the world knew another as “The Dark Lord,” and I’m not even talking about Conrad Black.

He lives yet.

In fact, he owns Gawker.

And today, he broke me.

After how many years of me refusing to write for him for free (while still contributing thousands of words a week in the form of snippy comments and tips) tonight I finally gave in and….Kinja‘d. Twice!

It was…scary.

But it’s about the highest-profile outlet I have since I let this poor blog peter down to virtually nothing, so I posted a couple of articles that have had, through no fault of their own, failed to find a home.

Relive the Cold War for Fun and Profit:

how the Russian government hacked the US energy industry, and why the Ukrainian uprising might make the entire three-year project entirely moot

and

Snitching for Dollars: The BSA wants you to rat out your boss!

In my own defence, it did take something like eight years to wear me down. Should the posts get zero momentum despite being on a Gawker platform, the experiment will not be repeated. While I was at it, I updated my Media and Public Speaking page. You know I’m all about Operation Global Media Domination! Now, bring me that audience!

Hail Vader! Hail Operation Global Media Domination!

Hail Vader! Hail Operation Global Media Domination!

Operation Global Media Domination: The Mojave Phone Booth situation

Lily Tomlin calls the Mojave Phone Booth

Lily Tomlin calls the Mojave Phone Booth

760-733-9969. Those 10 digits might signify nothing to the masses, but to the digerati, however, they tell one of the great stories of the Internet.

In short, the Mojave Phone Booth is back.

That’s the intro to my article on Jered Morgan’s resurrection of one of the most legendary phone numbers of all time. And here’s what one happy reader had to say about it. I remember this guy. Used to come into the Starbucks where I worked all the time. Nice guy. It did my heart good to see that at least one writer in the world was making enough to afford two lattes a day on money he didn’t have to make marketing stuff.

William Gibson was probably referring to Jered’s actions and not to my article, but I’m gonna take whatever I can get, right?

Someone else wrote a haiku about it:

Also, finally FINALLY I have been found Fark-worthy. Who knew people liked old-timey phone numbers so much?

Breaking: the Space/Irony Continuum

Stupid People

Stupid People

Headline of the day:

It’s Not OK To Be Shitty: Guy Fieri, BuzzFeed, And The Tyranny Of Stupid Popular Things

on… Continue reading

Two Christmas Stories

Darwin and Charlie Brown

Darwin and Charlie Brown

It’s a Christmas Tradition on the ol’ raincoaster blog to re-post this, the greatest Christmas story ever told (sorry, Jesus!): A Christmas Story, by Sarban. It is long, but if I can spend several hours typing it in, you can take an hour or less to read it. I recommend accompanying it with a bottle of Zubrowka and a box of Kleenex.

UPDATE: here is a link to the story that actually WORKS!

A Christmas Story
By Sarban (John W. Wall)

I will tell you a Christmas story. I will tell it as Alexander Andreievitch Masseyev told it me in his little house outside the walls of Jedda years ago one hot, damp Christmas Eve….

For our second selection, we have the entirely awesome Simon Callow reading one of Charles Dickins’ non-cloying stories, “The Christmas Tree,” a marvellous, metaphorical memoir. I’ve stolen this one from the Guardian.