A whole bunch of crap I cant think of a headline for
Posted Colin Byrne on March 10th, 2009 | Filed under Uncategorised
The more you twitter the more you blog in short sentences.
This Swiss gigolo looks like Lembit Opik. There’s hope for us all.
(The FT doesn’t usually do sex, but there he is in a huge pic above the fold on the front page.)
According to Rachel Sylvester in The Times, twitter is reality TV without the pictures. And we are driven to tweet by insecurity.
Google, Youtube and the PRS – I am all for protecting the rights and livelihoods of musicians, but music videos are essentially ads for musicians and their latest single.
Labourblogging – I am all for women’s rights but since the Guardianista sistas have taken over Labourlist – the latest version featuring an interview with the middle class prat who covered Peter Mandelson in slime (you can see the Conservative bloggers spending their whole time bashing their own leaders can’t you. Er, no actually) – it has become a dull joke. Bring back Derek Draper.
When I were a lad, us trendy anarcho-punk lefties had a favourite button badge which read “Eat the rich”. Today that would be “feast on fame” – or become famous by, er, hanging out with people who are famous. So as poor ailing Jade Goody – famous for being famous (and now, tragically,for dying young) lies in her hospital bed, some whacko seeks even less than fifteen minutes of fame by invading her privacy with a hammer. The latest is Beth Ditto, famous for being, er, big and happy to show it (all, in the case of that lovely Love cover). The press are in a flutter over pics of her at a fashion show sat a few seats from Macca. Beth’s a lovely girl, writes well (though how many people have actually listened to her stuff?) but headlines and pics in The Standard etc? No over-exposure jokes here.
(Phew, back to normal writing, paragraphs etc. The Twitter mindset doesn’t cause permanent damage it seems.)
March 12th, 2009 at 9:57 am
Oh come on Colin, Beth Ditto in concert is great stuff!!