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Apologies: No jazz

Friday, August 1st, 2008

This blog reflects my rage about the computer age which has happened during my lifetime.

I totally failed to to get on my website, my video clip of the Riverside Jazzers, who do not have a web site, though they play very decent jazz.

Which is a great pity. Because, jazz was the music of protest, by America’s blacks, born into a country which said any humble citizen could inhabit the White House. (even a black!).

But their daily reality was very different. Most blacks found it not easy to earn enough to live, let alone give their children a decent education. But Louis Armstrong and Ellah Fitzgerald, and many others, showed what the blacks could do.

In August, 2008, this is for the first time a realistic possibility. Barack Obama may become President next November.

But that is by no means certain. And America is not yet sure that it wants to take the risk. Because in America the power is held by whites not blacks.

It should not make a difference.

But it does.

A grey and windy dawn

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

It is the greyest of grey dawns. Black cloud hangs over Stoneborrow Hill. Chesil Beach and Portland Bill are invisible. Two blackish birds are pecking on the terrace. Nothing on the bird table but they are pecking hopefully. Probably magpies. At least they are not crows or albatrosses or other birds of ill omen.

The weather mirrors my mood. My nephew Jim and his two sons have managed to find a patch of reasonably level ground in the back garden for their tent, but it is flapping in the wind and I fear it will blow down before they wake up. And the storm, forecast for Thursday, could easily begin in a few minutes.

Although I currently have no work obligations I have totally failed to maintain my intention of a blog a day. I have still not published that review of the moving diary of the manic depressive young woman or the new David Lodge novel. The Durham Miners’ Gala remains un-reported as does my impressions of the first UK WordCamp.

The only blog I have managed in the last few days was a rant about Gordon Brown. I am not alone in thinking he is making a mess of running the country but who am I to say so, when I cannot even write a blog a day. Worse than that I am not even sure I know anything worth writing about and I don’t even know what I believe.

Yesterday, Kate and James came over from Totnes to show us their new baby. The women were taking turns to cradle it. I insisted in demonstrating that a mere man was capable of learning this skill. She was asleep. She looked Chinese. Inscrutable. And looking as if she knew already far more than I did.

Meanwhile Lucas, who is not quite two, showed none of the murderous tendencies the great Sigmund led us to expect. He entained us all with a rattling good story, triggered by the digger he had seen in our drive as he came in. He told us in vivid detail how he drove his digger, what he picked up in the shovel, and where he put it. He held his audience and carried them on and on. He is already a better story teller than me. When I last saw him a month or so ago he said only two or three words. He seems to have learnt the whole language in a few weeks. And boys are supposed to learn to communicate much more slowly than boys.

No scientist that I have read has come anywhere near explaining just how that happens. And just why learning the first language is so different from learning a second langage. Maybe Darwin and Richard Dawkins have got it wrong and that we could all speak in many tongues if only we had faith.

But so far the only children we have found brought up by wolves had only learnt to howl.

Thanks to WordCamp UK

Thursday, July 24th, 2008

The Daily Novel is up and running again, thanks to what I learnt at the first UK WordCamp in Birmingham last weekend, and from subsequent emails from some of the participants. I can now once again put the names of The Guardian and the Washington Post in italics.

And I can indent my quotes.

Code is poetry. So long as you spend the time to get it right and you have some help from others who have travelled the same road.

I now have a wonderfully clear screen with type large enough to read easily. I can put in pictures, and when I have learnt it, audio and video.

The pic below is of me sounding off at the Birmingham WordCamp. It was taken by Holly one of the select band of about six female campers who had to make their voices heard in a room dominated by sixty men.

Going Camping with the bloggers

Sunday, July 6th, 2008

The storm continued through the night, over-filling my huge Bohemian ashtray on the terrace. It is not a 90 mph gale but it sounds and feels like one. My small bungalow is creaking and complaining like an old boat in a typhoon and it sounds as if it wants to take off any moment. But so far I have survived despite the soaking I got on the prom yesterday.

So I decided that if I can survive this I can take up camping again. Went straight online to book my ticket for the first UK

WordCamp

in Birmingham on the weekend of 19 July. Actually this event is not taking place under canvas. It is in a posh new conference centre, The Studio, in the heart of the City. Or rather what’s left of the heart of the City, which has been vandalised since my youth by the new architecture. More Clockwork Orange than getting back to nature. But at least you now have a choice on the restaurant menus that goes beyond roast beef and two veg. And most of the many pubs now serve food and some even have carpets on the floor. The younger generation just don’t realise that Brummies have never had it so good. Back in the 1950s I had to go out to the transport café at Northfield to get a bite to eat on a Sunday night after putting the university newspaper to bed.

But is imbued with the spirit of camping as I knew it. The work gets done not by orders from the boss but when the spirit moves the group of organisers, who are doing it not primarily to earn their bread, but because they are committed to this new world of blogging. And because it’s fun grappling with computers who throw spanners in the works whenever mere human beings seek to create global villages.

I was reminded of this just now when I tried to buy my ticket on the new online booking system. I only got as far as this message:

Ticket purchasing temporarily off-line

If you are new to this site do not give up. Put it in your diary. I have been watching the efforts made to get this event going by email. And several times I have feared that they would never get it together in time. But they have. Sponsors have appeared. The programme has been drawn up. The T-shirts are ready. The venue has been booked, backed by personal cheques from some of the organisers.

Although there is no authority hierarchy this is not government by committee. It is a management method based on individuals learning to work together as a group. A method well-suited to the twenty-first century and the new realities of the blogosphere. Because it is new, this method is distrusted by the majority, and dismissed daily by articles in the mass media suggesting that anyone who tries to create new ways of organising people is either hopelessly idealistic, mad or a Californian New Age junkie.

For any sceptics who happen upon this blog, I will end with a couple of anecdotes about the real world of the organisations who govern all our lives.

For the past week I have been trying to get my motor scooter back on the road with an up-to-date tax disc. I had to abandon my attempt to do it online via the DLVA site, because I have changed my address. So I resorted to the telephone, a piece of technology that was invented in the nineteenth century. For the last four days I have been ringing up and going through the hierarchy of options, but still ending up with the same frustrating message, something like this:

‘Your details have changed so it will be twenty-four hours before you can use this service’

DLVA, of course, was run by civil servants, and’ as we all know from the Daily Mail civil servants cannot manage anything efficiently.

So on to my second anecdote, BT, which Margaret Thatcher created out of half of the corpse of the old Post Office. They have sent me yet another bill for my phone in my London flat, despite the fact they have totally failed to connect the line. I cancelled the order last September but they still keep sending me bills, adding £12.75 each month for a service they have not provided.

Now, can you get more inefficient than that?

World’s worst blog: Reality testing

Monday, June 2nd, 2008

Since I have temporarily claimed the title of the world’s worst blog I thought I ought to do some reality testing. So here are the statistics available to me.

Technorati publishes a sort of Championship League of the world’s bloggers. Today they are ranking me at 334,267 in the World League. Which surprised me because the last time I looked at it, The Daily Novel was about 470,000, and in May I did fewer blogs than usual because of technical problems. (For comparison in my first few weeks of blogging my rank was about 1.9 million.)

The SlimStat figures from WordPress tell me that yesterday I had 2,278 hits and 221 visits. The figures provided by my hosting service, www.1and1.co.uk report that I had 1,367 page views and 732 visits yesterday.

I have found this huge discrepancy between WordPress and 1and1 when I have checked the figures in the past, and decided that I should not waste my time on damn statistics.

This morning I was more persistent and looked at the monthly figures for the last twelve months. I found that 1and1 consistently shows me with four or five times as many visits per month as does WordPress. But that, with the exception of one month, the figures for WordPress hits are almost the same as the figures for 1and1 page impressions. In May I scored 60,000 hits with WordPress and 57,000 page views on 1and1. Last June both 1and1 and WordPress scored me at 30,000 hits.
This helped to ease my depression because it means both companies think I have twice as many readers as a year ago. And it compares with my 1and1 scores of 4,000 for the first month of my blog in August 2006 and 22,000 in January 2007. Still very bad compared with the Daily Telegraph and The Guardian, but at least the gradient is upward.

As for the huge gap in the figures for visits I wonder if it is something to do with the way the two companies deal with spam. The WordPress spam filter, Akismet, tells me that it has stopped 65,000 spam comments.

Anyone out there who knows whether this conjecture has truth?

Quite the worst blog in the whole wide world

Monday, June 2nd, 2008

Woke up this morning realising that I have not written a blog since a week yesterday. Partly due to the fact that the grandchildren have been visiting, and as my headline indicates I have been spending some time talking to them. As well as knocking down an ugly veranda at my house which none of the family liked.

But I have also been making a serious effort to learn more about computing and particularly the program I use to deliver this blog, WordPress. Amongst other things I have been reading the works of Lorelle vanFossen, who seems to be the Madonna of the WordPress world. She tells me in her latest
blog

that ‘A clear purpose will make or break your blog’. She has convinced me that I am doing everything wrong and that I should order her book from Amazon without delay. Here is this blogger who has been writing recently about anorexia, about which he knows little; the Lyme Regis landslip with pics; why Gordon Brown should be replaced by a leader in waiting; what Cherie Blair revealed in her book; the Obama/Clinton contest; and, some rather technical stuff about computer problems, WordPress and its attempt to mount the first

UK WordCamp
in Birmingham.

No clear purpose in that lot.
So I have decided to use this headline as the sub-head of The Daily Novel blog until I feel less depressed.

Test WordPress template

Monday, May 19th, 2008

This is a test using Microsoft Word macros to enable me to write in the lastest version of WordPress the blogs that I wrote with the old version, which is different.

I want to have some words in Bold and others in italics italics.

I also want to put in ilinks to other articles

links to other articles

This is a test using Microsoft Word macros to enable me to write in the lastest version of WordPress the blogs that I wrote with the old version, which is different.

I want to have some words in Bold and others in italics italics.

I also want to put in ilinks to other articles

The sunset rises at last

Saturday, May 17th, 2008

Apologies to Hemingway for the headline, but making this small change to the header of The Daily Novel has taken hours in the past week, but days and weeks and months if I am brutally honest. Even though readers may think that this means I am either demented or stupid or a terribly slow learner. Because I first tried to use one of my own photographs at the top of the opening screen a month or two after I begain this blog in August, 2008. I then followed all the instructions on the WordPress help pages, and even bought a book on HTML to help me understand what was happening.

In this latest saga I began by downloading an alternative design from the band of WordPress developers, who offer help to bloggers. This particular design already had a photo in it and it also had several other features, which I wanted, like a four column format. I did manage to get my own photograph in, but the design made my blog much more difficult to read. And this affected all the blogs in the archives, as well as the new entries.

I tried to get in touch with the author, but his web page gave an error message as did his email address. Maybe he has been driven mad by writing all this computer code and has taken early retirement and has started a second career instructing Cailifornians how to surf the waves. Which must be a much healthier lifestyle than trying to help them surf the net.

So I decided to stick with the default design for WordPress called Kubrick,which was written by a 29-year-old Dane, Michael Heilemann. It is so called because Heilemann is a fan of Clockwork Orange. You can read about this in his blog.

Armed with the Visual Quickstart Guide to WordPress 2, I set about adapting the Kubrick design to my needs. I followed the instructions to the letter, and checked, and checked again. But nothing was changed.

So I went back to trial and error. In the header.php file I renamed the image for Kubrick, KubrickOld. Then I changed the name to my image to kubrickheader.jpg.

Movement at last. I could see the edges of my photo around the slab of green colour. I tried several ways of getting rid of it without success. But I thought I could make it transparent that would achieve my aim. More reading of the book and the help pages to find the right code to replace the 33CC33 code for the green slab. I could not find any code for transparency, but I did establish that 000000 produced the deepest black. So I keyed in 999999. And it worked as you can see.

There is much else that I want to change. But on this experience it seems to me that the problem for bloggers is not the shortage of help but the abundance of it. It is finding the crucial thing you need, using the book index and scanning (because not everything is in the best index) and going interminably from page to page on the WordPress Codex help pages.

The Global City not The Global Village

Wednesday, May 14th, 2008

The problem of being a blogger, like the problems of being a daily newspaper journalist, is that quite often when you read what you wrote yesterday you don’t always agree with yourself. That has been my experience today. I don’t want to withdraw anything I said about the Tower of Babel, because computing has become so specialised that computer experts do not know and understand the language that other computer experts are using. And for the billions of non-computer experts computer code is even more difficult to understand than Chinese.

Nevertheless the collective inventativeness of computer experts has made the world wide web possible. And the web is the most important invention in the history of communications since Caxton invented the printing press, way back in 1494. The implications of the web are much greater than the later inventions of the telephone, radio and television and the mobile telephone. The printing press, radio and television made one to many communications possible. The telephone made one to one communications possible, From deepest Dorset I can talk daily to my children in London and Colchester and relatives in New Zealand. I can even talk to George Bush in the White House, if I can persuade his Press Secretary’s secretary, that he might be able to stem the decline in his poll ratings by giving an interview to The Daily Novel.

But the web is the first human invention which is equally good for one to many and one to one communications. Millions of people have set up web sites for family groups, friendship groups, special interest groups of many kinds. The web is equally good for making it possible for anyone who sets up a web site to communicate to the many. As examples like the Drudge Report and the Baghdad Blogger demonstrate, it is possible for one person to get a readership all around the world that is greater than that of Britain’s most successful down market tabloids.

(Such examples are the exceptions rather than the rule. And as I have argued in previous blogs the web is increasingly dominated by the mass media groups, telling us the news they want us to hear, and the giant companies, selling us the products that they want us to buy. But nevertheless it is now possible, which it was not before, for any ordinary citizen to get heard by a mass audience, and without relying on a newspaper, radio or television station to filter his comments.)

How best to characterise this new phonomenon? The Global Village is not the right metaphor. The village metaphor implies that everyone in this community knows each other, which is clearly not true of the web.

A much more appropriate metaphor is the Global City. If you key Global City into Google you will find that Global Cities are those big cities of the world which are international, including the two I know best, London and New York. They are places where millions of people live in close proximity. They could not be more different from the villages, which are small communities which are geographically separate.p>

But human beings maintain their sanity in these huge cities, by making their neighbourhoods, like Greenwich Village in New York and Gospel Oak in London into ‘villages’, where they know their neighbours.

These neighbourhoods have no political reality. Although there is a ward, Gospel Oak, which votes for councillors in local government elections, this includes part of the neighbourhood, ‘Gospel Oak’.
And some parts of the Gospel Oak ward would not identify with the neighbourhood, ‘Gospel Oak’.

The political power over Gospel Oak is rooted in three hierarchies. At the local government level it is exercised by Camden Council, itself a merger of three very different areas, which includes the posh folks of Hampstead as well as the mainly working class folk of Camden and Kentish Town. The next level up, is London, where the reins of political power have just been transferred from a rather left wing Labour leader, Ken Livingston, into the hands of one of the Conservative Party’s new Old Etonian leaders, Boris Johnson. And by a vote ol all the councils of London.

But, of course, many of the decisions which crucially affect the lives of Gospel Oakers are made at the top level, the national government.

Metaphors are useful in jolting the thought patterns. And the Global Village metaphor has been useful in alerting us to radical changes in communication patterns. But it is time to move on

So let’s say instead the web is a Global City. And it gives human beings the opportunity of creating virtual neighbourhoods, with other human beings on the other side of the earth. But this has no political reality.

Citizen journalists and bloggers, thanks to the web, can establish virtual neighbourhoods, and a good thing too. But it does not change the political reality.

Who holds the power in the Global City?

First, comes the big companies, who have the economic power and the techincal expertise to dominate the web.

Second, comes Governments, some of whom are democratic, but many of whom, are not. Who have powerr to limit and regulate the power of the big companies.

Next, come the professionals. Including the journalists, who transmit news from one part of the world to another, and the computer experts, who write the many languages which get the information from the biggest power holders (big companies and governments) onto the computers owned by the multitude.

Citizen journalists and bloggers can publish much more easily than the Poor Peope’s Press and the pamphleteers and story tellers of previous centuries. But the political and economic realities have not changed that much. The Sun, The Daily Mirror and the Daily Mail still sell millions more copies than The Times, The Guardian and the Daily Telegraph. And although the web circulations of the posh papers are much greater, the brute economic reality is that money to pay the journalists is made by the print sales and print advertisements.

Lyme Bay is more than landslips

Monday, May 12th, 2008

Bored with all these technical problems, I picked up my camera and went on to the terrace. Below is the view of the beach. It is a sultry early summer day and the heat haze obscures the view to Portland Bill, but otherwise I cannot complain.

The aged beech tree in my garden, which I feared was dead, has finally greened.

The geraniums are not yet past their best.


And the early evening sun shining through the trees makes this picture a little less boring than most pictures of washing on the line. And at least it shows we are doing our bit against global warming by not using the tumble drier.