November 16th, 2004

ink, words

This Is Now

Endlessly fascinating to me...

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"10x10™ is an interactive exploration of the words and pictures that define the time. The result is an often moving, sometimes shocking, occasionally frivolous, but always fitting snapshot of our world. Every hour, 10x10 collects the 100 words and pictures that matter most on a global scale, and presents them as a single image, taken to encapsulate that moment in time. Over the course of days, months, and years, 10x10 leaves a trail of these hourly statements which, stitched together side by side, form a continuous patchwork tapestry of human life.

10x10 is ever-changing, ever-growing, quietly observing the ways in which we live. It records our wars and crises, our triumphs and tragedies, our mistakes and milestones. When we make history, or at least the headlines, 10x10 takes note and remembers.

Each hour is presented as a picture postcard window, composed of 100 different frames, each of which holds the image of a single moment in time. Clicking on a single frame allows us to peer a bit deeper into the story that lies behind the image. In this way, we can dart in and out of the news, understanding both the individual stories and the ways in which they relate to each other."
hobbes

The Age of Innocence

I long for the innocence of my childhood when I got to learn about the mysterious lives of adults through liquor and cigarette ads. The people in those commercials were cool, sexy and fun to me with their glasses full of amber liquids and ice cubes while kicking around in black sheath dresses and suits & ties.

I want to return to a simpler time when I was not confronted with commercials promoting prescription medications for erectile dysfunction, arthritis and acid reflux. I don't want my primetime viewing interrupted with the information that people need help to get their sexual organs functioning. It was not cool, sexy or fun to think about Bob Dole's ED.

I want to watch television without attorneys shilling themselves as the saviors of those who took the medicines advertised on other commercials. The miracle drug users now need expensive medical and legal help to overcome the side effects of those wonders of modern medicine.

Take me back to the days when cigarettes and liquor ruled the airwaves instead of pills and shysters...
romance, flower

Dic-Lit

Now don't get any naughty ideas. I first heard about this on NPR.

"For eight years, Saddam Hussein has been carving out an alternative career as a writer of romantic and fantasy fiction, full of thinly veiled political allegory, grandiose rhetoric and autobiography. He has published four novels in less than five years - prolific for someone whose day job was, presumably, fairly demanding.

Many statesmen and revolutionaries have been consummate writers of prose and poetry. Saddam, however, is part of a less honourable tradition of despots who have turned their attentions to the arts. From Nero to Napoleon, Hitler to Mao, there is sufficient output to suggest that we acknowledge this as a genre in its own right: dictator literature.

What motivates dic-lit authors? They know critical reaction to their work is unlikely to be genuine. It may be that the act of creating 'art' is an extension of the urge to control. Fiction in particular offers the author a malleable world."