things to read


20
Sep 13

These are things to read

The Lebanon Daily News received, and quoted, a complaint from a reader. The complaint touched on all of the bad news in the paper, as opposed to the good news of yore.

The newspaper’s reply is a thing of near beauty.

This is not the world as Aurentz remembers; we are not the company that Aurentz remembers. The Lebanon Daily News is not a newspaper company; it is an information-gathering and advertising vehicle that is multimedia in nature.

Once, the newspaper was our end product; our only product. Today, it is a product, one of many, and it carries both opportunities and limitations because of its static nature.

It addresses, in the specific, the complaints from the correspondent and takes the opportunity to brag on themselves, but the Lebanon Daily News also makes a good point:

At no time in our decades of existence has the Lebanon Daily News had such powerful tools and freedom of space to be what we have always been: The best source of news about the Lebanon Valley that exists anywhere.

Taken as a single unit, no one product can necessarily be said to do the full job of providing the Valley with all available information. But when all the products and platforms are seen and used, even a 48-page paper – even a 100-page paper – cannot contain and could not do what we now do as a matter of routine.

The easy thing to do is to take the generational judgment, “This reader is old. The newspaper … err ‘information-gathering and advertising vehicle that is multimedia in nature’ has passed her by and is moving on to other things, forsaking the elderly audience and the non-connected crowd.”

First, you’d like that description to be punched up. Imagine a newspaper being described that way. “An information gathering and advertising vehicle that disseminates news in a static format via low-cost, non-archival paper consisting mainly of wood pulp, typically on a daily or weekly basis.”

Second, we have to find the right ways to reach out to those audiences that are being necessarily and unfortunately marginalized.

We’re doing the same job we’ve always been doing; we’re doing it better than we’ve ever been able to do it before. But it takes more than looking at a 14-page print product to see the truth of that.

There is a third and fourth and fifth, but the second one is where you have to start.

The new number from Pew says that 91 percent of adult Americans own a cell phone. Sixty percent of us are using them to access the Internet. The number that might be overlooked in that survey is the video calling and chatting. That has tripled in the last two years, and is now up to 21 percent.

Most telling lead of the day is from the Wall Street Journal:

American incomes have tumbled over the last decade. But for many people in Washington, D.C., it’s been something of a party.

The income of the typical D.C. household rose 23.3% between 2000 and 2012 to an inflation-adjusted $66,583, according to the Census Bureau’s American Community Survey, its most comprehensive snapshot of America’s demographic, social and economic trends. During this period, median household incomes for the nation as a whole dropped 6.6% — from $55,030 to $51,371.

In Alabama the median household income has decreased more than six percent since 2000. Deep poverty, incomes 50% below the poverty line, sits at 8.5 percent, which is a 2.4 percent increase. Across the country 45 states saw an increase in that metric.

Here, meanwhile, is the best editorial I read today.

Closer to home, 50 of the state’s 67 counties are now eligible for natural disaster considerations. We’ve had so much rain — after three years plus of considerable drought — that a lot of farmers have had their crops damaged or ruined. Speaking of drought, look out west.

And now, Jon Stewart on the state of CNN.

Breaking news is hard. Live television is hard. Breaking news on live television is very hard. CNN is still bad.

Did you know about the time that we almost nuked North Carolina? Well, did you know all of the details?

A B-52 bomber broke up in mid-air over Goldsboro, N.C. and dropped two Mark 39 hydrogen bombs. The bombs’ trigger mechanisms started to engage but were stopped by one of the four low-voltage switches. The other three failed.

The bombs carried 4 megatons, or 4 million tons of explosives. They would have been 260 times more powerful than the bombing of Hiroshima. The near-catastrophic incident happened three days before President John F. Kennedy made his inauguration speech.

It isn’t a new story. Some of the details may be freshly fleshed out, but several versions of it — owing to a new book — are making the rounds again.

Some of the uranium was never recovered. Sleep tight!

Finally, I know how this story came about. It started at some other website’s content because someone insisted that the reporters each “file” a certain number of “stories” each day. And one of the accepted ways of doing that is finding something with a local hook and getting your byline over a rewrite.

And that’s regrettable, because you have legitimate news outlets writing things like this: Is it over? RadarOnline says Katherine Webb, AJ McCarron have split; Katherine says website is harassing her. The comments tell the tale.

Really AL.COM……this is the best story you can run. Leave them alone – it’s their business. Sad how you all hound people over nothing…. This would be the appropriate time to use Hillary Clinton’s famous response…… “What difference does it make!”

I don’t know if their relationship is over. However, seeing this “story” prominently featured on the landing page for al.com means journalism certainly is.

Why did you feature this? Did the Kardashians take the day off?

If Marshall Mcluhan were around today he’d say the medium is the message and the commenters are the validation.


17
Sep 13

I’ve never done 36 laps of anything before

I am not a good swimmer. I have been in and around the water my entire life. I started SCUBA diving two decades ago. I’m perfectly capable of staying afloat, getting from A-to-B and all that. It might not be fast or especially efficient, though. And, most tellingly, I am not a lap swimmer.

That’s something to work on. I hit the pool this evening and swam a mile. I’m pretty sure that’s the most I’ve ever swam at one time. And if it isn’t, it is close.

A mile in the campus pool is 72 lengths, 36 laps. While I was there in lane two there was a youth swim team practice going on in most of the pool. Lane one was occupied by two ladies enjoying the opportunity to chat and gossip. On the deck there was a lifeguard. One of those three people had to be. How you could tell which from behind their phones and iPads and laptops, I’m not sure. There was also the sonorously loud swim coach who was emphatic about detail and all of the small things and had no problem singling the kids out for the wrong kick or whatever. When he was talking to them individually he seemed like a thoroughly decent man.

In my lane there was a teenager. And, later, his friend joined him. So, lap swimmers, how many people are you sharing a lane with? Because three people in one space seemed to much to me.

Especially when one of the kids kept moving swapping sides. And then he would swim under and across and it was hard to keep track of him and I found the entire thing annoying. It was my Get Off Of My Lawn moment of the day, something which is beginning to happen a little more frequently. Perhaps I should keep track of them.

But the swimming was nice. I did about 500 yards in a side crawl and the rest in a modified breaststroke, because I can only do so much freestyle right now — about 100, it seems.

The first 18 laps were kind of slow. Somewhere between 24 and 34 things really took off. By then I was almost the last person in the pool. I didn’t time anything, but I swam a mile.

I do not know what is happening.

I had burritos for dinner, vegetables for lunch and I wasn’t nearly as hungry as I expected I would be. I could go stand in the shallow end of a pool for an hour and be starving, ordinarily. Today, not so much.

Things to read which I found interesting: How fast are the entertainment and media industries changing? Pretty darn fast. In a year, Netflix’s competition shifted from Hulu to HBO to everything:

Netflix is simply acknowledging that it doesn’t just compete with other TV networks (although, in another change to the document, Netflix calls itself a “movie and TV series network” for the first time). It also competes for attention with nearly any kind of leisure activity.

That may not seem revelatory, but it’s rare for media companies to think of their competition as extending beyond discrete industries like news or music or television.

I discussed this more than two years ago, but Netflix is a fine platform — we enjoy it — doomed to fail. I said it better this spring: Netflix becomes just another layer in the stratification. The problem is that Netflix, as a pioneer, is inherently reproducible. If you have a smart TV or a streaming Blue Ray or similar opponent, you can see all of the On Demand stations, the branded streaming platforms and even the high end magazines are getting into the act. Everything is a competitor, everything is another vector to take on. Netflix’s purchase, production and streaming of original programming is a strategy to combat that. Will it be enough?

That would be a great story for a writer, right? Here’s a stab at how to, and how not to, pitch that idea over social media:

Social media is a blessing and a curse when it comes to pitching journalists. While Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, Foursquare and Instagram — yes, Foursquare and Instagram pitches happen — present many new opportunities to forge connections, it’s very easy to step onto inappropriate turf.

Because the dos and don’ts of reaching out via social media can be messy, we compiled some solid rules for when it’s cool and when it’s creepy to contact a journalist. Here are 10 tips on how to pitch a journalist on social media, largely based on the experiences of Mashable’s editorial team.

Most of those ideas are common sensical, which is precisely why someone needed to write about it.

Speaking of Facebook, people are learning a new way to think of it in a new way:

Here’s the only substantial difference between the information Facebook gave the National Security Agency’s PRISM program and the information Facebook sells to its customers—the NSA didn’t pay for it. In fact, it turns out what Facebook sells could be even more personal than what the NSA requires. And a study that came out yesterday shows Americans are waking up to that possibility.

… the information Facebook and the other eight companies associated with PRISM are sharing with the NSA includes “the content of the communications and not just the metadata.”

Facebook is not our friend.

There are almost 1,000,000 Alabamians on food stamps:

In Alabama, about 914,000 people received SNAP benefits in June, a 61-percent increase from the 567,000 state residents who received them five years ago. That’s similar to increases around the country during the economic downturn.

But the 19 percent of Alabama residents who use SNAP benefits puts the state ahead of the national average of 15.4 percent, according to data from the U.S. Department of Agriculture.

In 2008, before the recession, Alabamians received $663 million in SNAP benefits. By 2012, it was $1.4 billion.

Also, Uh oh: 8 of 12 Alabama metros saw recession in 2012, GDP data show and The typical American family makes less than it did in 1989.

These next two are both great stories, despite basic headlines, which are worth your time. Perhaps the two best things I read today:

DNA double take

Apple’s Fingerprint ID May Mean You Can’t ‘Take the Fifth’

You remember the Costa Concordia. The big cruise ship that had the misfortune of having the wrong guy at the helm and then sank off of Italy. They raised it, a historical feat of engineering that took 19 hours. You can see a time lapse here.

One of our students produced this, in part, with his new aerial drone. It was one of his first projects with the thing and, for a first try it looks pretty great:

I want one.


13
Sep 13

A brief one

Late in the day I got out for a little bike ride and found myself on a bad road. Six miles from home and everything in my shoulder locked up again. So, about that idea of a journal, one of the stimuli may be physical tension. I’d just spent a bit of time with my elbows locked, and my scapula pinched, after all.

In the last month or so I’ve just gotten mentally tired of the entire thing. I can’t explain it, but when it hurts it feels like it all hurts differently.

So I continue to do my exercises because I’m otherwise a healthy boy who should be able to overcome this.

All of this because of a big stick on a bike path. Funny, really. I’m almost never on a bike path. And I never run over sticks, nor do I ever intend to again. (This is also why I don’t ride a mountain bike.)

Things to read and listen to. This is what space sounds like, way, way out there. On the one hand Voyager has made it beyond the solar system. And this latest amazing achievement is another reminder that we have all but taken the people out of active space work. Robotics are interesting, but we should be out there taking steps to see and hear these things ourselves.

No doubt we’ll search each other when we do finally go. That’ll be all your fault. Ask this guy.

Well, fasten your flipping seatbelt because, according to a former DHS official, if you’ve been groped by TSA agents, you “can’t blame the TSA;” instead, he implied that you should blame privacy advocates.

[…]

“Unlike border officials, though, TSA ended up taking more time to inspect everyone, treating all travelers as potential terrorists, and subjecting many to whole-body imaging and enhanced pat-downs. We can’t blame TSA for this wrong turn, though. Privacy lobbies persuaded Congress that TSA couldn’t be trusted with data about the travelers it was screening. With no information about travelers, TSA had no choice but to treat them all alike, sending us down a long blind alley that has inconvenienced billions.”

What happens when the government tries to define journalists:

Sen. Jeff Sessions, R-Ala., complained that the definition of a journalist was too broad. Pushing back, Feinstein said the intent was to set up a test to determine a bona fide journalist.

“I think journalism has a certain tradecraft. It’s a profession. I recognize that everyone can think they’re a journalist,” Feinstein said.

The government has no real place in saying who is a journalist.

These are people trying to define your freedoms. Think on that. Ed Morrissey, and then Matt Drudge, continue the thought:

“The entire approach is misguided. I think that journalism is an action, it’s not a status, it’s not a membership. And I think they’re treating it like a membership and they’re doing it in a way that is intended to be basically rent-seeking for the larger players in the field,” Hot Air’s Ed Morrissey told POLITICO. “It’s just a bad idea.”

[…]

“Gov’t declaring who qualifies for freedom of press in digital age is ridiculous! It belongs to anyone for any reason. No amendment necessary.”

Morrissey calls it a licensing law, which it may well be. Also, it is outrageous.

It will, as it always does, come down to control. And there’s plenty of control of journalists already.

Meanwhile, in a separate but related story:

The US FISA Court has ordered the government to declassify some aspects of its phone and internet surveillance program, the most recent of several disclosures in the past month. In the wake of leaks over the summer, the ACLU and many others have filed suit against the US government, looking for everything from more transparency to a way to take down a powerful surveillance program. The latter goal is still far from fruition, but the ACLU and Yahoo have both made progress in the former with a pair of recent court decisions.

The government would like to define and then restrict by shield law manipulation who can safely report on pressing issues of the day. What could go wrong?

Some nice news from Samford:

Samford University’s fall enrollment has reached an all-time high of 4,833 students, university officials announced today.

The total exceeds last year’s record-setting enrollment of 4,758 and marks the fifth consecutive year of record-setting enrollment for the university.

Explains the parking.


9
Sep 13

The day I couldn’t turn my head or move, really

Started the new physical therapy routine on my shoulder today. Met with the nice lady who is going to make me all better. She asked what brings on the problems and I wish I knew, because I could stop doing them. And not knowing is unusual because I am typically very causal about what brings about the things that hurt.

Maybe I should start a journal.

So I have these movements and those stretches. Basically today was all about using my arm and my body against itself in ways you don’t normally use your muscle groups. Which means the entire thing is shaky and humorous. And I have homework of stretches and flexes and things.

She gave me an ice pack and sent me on my way. Twenty minutes later my shoulder spasmed hard. (Note to self: You did it, lady! You’re the cause!)

And then my other shoulder and my neck. Such that by the end of the night I could only barely move my upper body. That was a lot of fun. Still is, really.

In class we talked about Associated Press style. We discussed the front pages stories in a national newspaper, a small town community rag and a campus publication.

What makes this story important? What makes it unimportant? Should it have been placed here? There were good answers to these questions, even for the stories that, probably, weren’t really front page stories.

Less obvious were the answers to this question: Who else should have been quoted in this story?

What was fun was trying to find those newspapers. Like pay phones, newspaper boxes have disappeared. And, yes, I understand the business. What I mean is that in places where you saw boxes earlier this year, they are often gone today. The day was coming. The day has quietly come. If by day you mean a big truck with someone throwing newspaper boxes in the back.

Things to read, or items that interested me today.

There was a fireball in the sky here tonight. Twitter — watch what I do here — lit up with the news. Here is a record of some of the sightings. Four meteor cameras spotted it. Some observers noted a sonic boom, which demonstrates how long and low into the atmosphere the object survived.

Poor dears in Texas are having trouble because they booked their wedding in the fall and the date coincides with the later booking of This Week’s Game of the Century:

“The game will probably be ending right around the time I say ‘I do,’ ” sighed the bride-to-be.

[…]

“Trying to schedule a wedding on a home-game weekend is nearly impossible,” said Susan Keough, a wedding coordinator in College Station.

[…]

The wedding of Ms. Mies and Logan Parker is set for 6 p.m. at Astin Mansion, a venue in Bryan, Texas, that employs its own chefs and florists. The unusual circumstances, Ms. Mies said, will be an unexpected test for her 100 guests: Some men will be scurrying over for the reception from the stadium, where the game has a 2:30 p.m. kickoff, while their wives come early for the ceremony.

“You find out who your friends are,” Ms. Mies said, “and who loves you the most.”

Also, your friends find out if you consider things that may be important to them, like locally important cultural events, before scheduling your big day. This news is not news in our beautiful corner of things, but surely looks very eccentric and odd to every other part of the country.

Here’s more news: Spring weddings are beautiful and summer weddings are possible, despite the heat.

I attended a wedding held during the Iron Bowl one year. The wedding was held in a private home, so they could have moved things up a few hours. But, nooooo.

I wonder why someone doesn’t get married actually at a game. With the big HD screens in stadiums these days you’d have an entertaining and unique experience. Maybe the coach comes over afterward and gives you a game ball.

And, finally, Samford moves up a step in the (sometimes dubious) U.S. News and World Report’s rankings. Number three in the South.


5
Sep 13

Click clickclickclickclick

Click. Clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick.

That is the sound the car makes. Which means, I hope, that the battery in the key fob is dying. So I try the other one.

Clickclickclickclick.

Well.

The lights turn on. The radio and the interior light, too.

So it is the battery, since the starter and the alternator have both seemed strong recently.

One 5/16ths wrench and three bolts and the two connectors later and the battery is free. This took just a minute, which is an improvement over the headlights in this car. They can’t be replaced without dropped the entire front end of the car. This battery is also better off than a car I once had that required a mechanic to take out a support bar to simply change batteries.

Because nothing on a car should be simple.

But at least this battery comes out.

Off to get it tested. And that battery failed. But it has been in the car for six years and that’s asking a lot of a battery these days.

So I bought a new battery. Took it home, set it in the engine compartment and started tightening nuts and bolts. Dropped a nut into the deepest, darkest part of the engine compartment. With visions of a bouncing battery tearing through the hood I had to figure out a way to pull out that nut.

I found one of those fridge magnets from a realtor that knows who you are for no reason and thought you might like a football schedule. I put that in right spot, fished it around and found the nut. Take that, MacGyver.

(Aside: have you ever visited MacGyver Online? These are two of their features: MacGyver’s Wardrobe and The Houseboat Today. That’s impressive.)

The biggest setback of the day, then, was realizing I have to re-set all of the radio presets in my car radio.

Life is pretty good then, no?

Tried to rent a tuxedo for a wedding, but failed. I’m trying to match a tuxedo that someone else already owns, but it seems that that tux is one this particular suit store sells, but does not rent. Though that’s not what I’ve been told. So I’ll try a different store later.

I just bought a battery, nothing is phasing me today.

Got a flag folded, in preparation for a birthday gift for my grandfather. I visited the local reserve center and there soldiers helped make it official. One of them was a sergeant who’d never folded a flag before. But, she said, she’d always wanted to. They’d just been talking about it, in fact. So they took pictures of her folding the flag. So everybody wins.

And I didn’t have to buy a starter or an alternator.

Everybody wins.

Except that we’ve lost. A lot. Here are a series of disconcerting headlines:

New Snowden documents say NSA can break common Internet encryption

Revealed: how US and UK spy agencies defeat internet privacy and security

N.S.A. Able to Foil Basic Safeguards of Privacy on Web

Revealed: The NSA’s Secret Campaign to Crack, Undermine Internet Security