“Nothing gives you the upper hand like knowing the other guy is wearing somebody else’s hair.”
— Lawrence Block’s The Burglar on the Prowl.
Category Archives: Books
There are only two industries
There are only two industries. This has always been true. There is the industry of things, and the industry of entertainmnet. The industry of things comes first. It keeps us alive. But making things is easy now. This is not a very interesting business anymore.
— The Diamond Age by Neal Stephenson (pg 338)
The web is a conversation
David Wineberger says the Web is not a medium but, rather, a conversation. “Small Pieces, Loosely Joined.” I am endlessly fascinated by how the Web connects us. Last year Dan Arnall completed his master’s degree at Columbia University and is still living and working (part-time?) at CNN and MSNBC (or one of those cable channels). If anyone can be held responsible for my pathetic addiction to the Web, it’s Dan. We are loosely joined.
“Just the other day I read your blog entry (Cozy) and noticed that the model home you mentioned was just a few blocks away in Tribeca. I hopped the train after work, saw the damn thing and talked to the architect. I even went so far as to pass it along to CNNfns Housing/Real Estate reporter. She went out and shot a segment that will air in the next few weeks.
I don’t think blogging is about random voyeuristic pleasure. It’s an acknowledgement that there is value in almost every thought and experience of the everyman not just self-appointed pundits or editors. You may not know it, but someone might just find something they need in what you blog: a CNN segment, a moment of laughter, sometimes even a sense of connection with someone they’ve never met.”
Eastern Standard Time
“In the end, everyone ends up with the people that are most like them that they can find.”– Eastern Standard Tribe (pg.110), Cory Doctorow
Eastern Standard Tribe (Amazon summary)
“Art is a member of the Eastern Standard Tribe, a secret society bound together by a sleep schedule. Around the world, those who wake and sleep on East Coast time find common cause with one another, cooperating, conspiring, to help each other out, coordinated by a global network of Wi-Fi, instant messaging, ubiquitous computing, and a shared love of Manhattan-style bagels. Or perhaps not. Art is, after all, in the nuthouse. He was put there by a conspiracy of his friends and loved ones, fellow travelers from EST hidden in the bowels of Greenwich Mean Time, spies masquerading as management consultants who strive to mire Europe in oatmeal-thick bureaucracy. Eastern Standard Tribe is a story of madness and betrayal, of society after the End of Geography, of the intangible factors that define us as a species, as a tribe, as individuals.” — Amazon review of Eastern Standard Tribe by Cory Doctorow. Or you can read it for free.