[mediawatch] Listener calls out the hounds

NZ’s current affairs mag the Listener has got some stick from me in the past for its editorial policies under Pamela Stirling. A new development put the wind up me even further.
A chap named Dave Hansford in the Listener’s Eco column recently featured a piece on the ways in which climate change sceptics can effectively hack the media machine and get far greater coverage than their fringe perspectives deserve, with significant consequences for public understanding of climate change (and, consequently, limiting political will to make necessary changes).
This, naturally, kicked up a stink with the local climate change sceptics; international sceptic honcho Joseph Bast of Chicago was appraised of the situation and, in a letter published in the April 5 issue, demanded Hansford’s silence forevermore on the subject. The following week, the sceptics had their right of reply printed (opposite another article arguing the case for anthropogenic global warming). All par for the course in a magazine that is, as John Drinnan noted in the Herald blog, “no longer part of the movement”.
Then things took a twist. Hansford was booted from the Ecologic column. Local global warming blog Hot Topic noticed this (or was tipped to it), and made a post suspecting that sceptic pressure was responsible for the dumping. Hansford, for his part, came along to comment his own suspicions that this was the case.
You can read that article here, but not at Hot Topic itself, because it’s gone from there. In its place, a note that the article had been taken down thanks to the Listener and “their friends at [local law firm] Bell Gully”, and an obviously lawyer-drafted post apologising and retracting a bunch of stuff, including things that weren’t even alleged in the initial posting.
That’s when it got interesting to lots of people. I don’t think Hansford was booted because of sceptic pressure, or at least not *just* due to sceptic pressure; but Stirling’s response to this relatively innocuous and balanced blog post is startling. Legal blogger Steven Price of Media Law Journal posted about it with a sensible post, the conclusion of which deserves quoting in full:

The proper response would have been a one-line letter politely telling the Listener to sit on its thumb. I doubt that any further action would have been taken. But bloggers, and those who host their blogs, can’t always be that brave. That’s what makes leaning on assertions of legal rights in situations like this reprehensible, I think. I would have been much more persuaded by a thoughtful and factual response from the Listener’s editor on the blog itself setting out the magazine’s version of the story. It would have been much cheaper. And much more in keeping with the Listener’s commitment to open inquiry. And it wouldn’t have produced what’s likely to be an explosion of interest in the criticisms…

So that’s what I’m doing here – adding to the ‘explosion of interest’. Pamela Stirling’s continued dalliance with climate change scepticism is disheartening, but her response (and it is, presumably, her personal response) to this affair has been foolish and vicious and is worthy of condemnation. This is not how things should be done here. Not only that, I’m certain it’s convinced a lot of her critics that she’s guilty.
If you’re a Listener buyer, skip it next week, or the next couple of weeks. Email or ring to say why.
[Hat-tip to Poneke, who has covered this affair pretty damn well.]

Friday Linky

From the other moose, I give you seminal West Coast rappers N.W.A. with their debut album, Straight Outta Compton – Explicit Content Only. That’s right, its remixed so it’s only the explicit material. This brings back memories.
The site has loads of other interesting art projects. I like HipHop PopUp, an online player of Kanye West’s Graduation album that pops up the websites of brands as he mentions them. Its a pretty neat critique of the bling culture at work in much of hiphop. Also Satanic Images, which searches online galleries for photos that were the 666th image recorded by that particular digital camera.
Here is World Without Oil, an alternate reality game that ran to a conclusion last year. Depicting a world responding to an oil crisis, it engaged a lot of people with vivid imagined accounts of what life would be like. I’ve only just found this so Im only just getting my head around it. It seems like a neat way to explore this issue, although like Zeb Cook, I wonder if this is so arcane it ends up restricted to an elite – maybe not exactly the elite Zeb is talking about, but a preaching-to-the-converted thing does seem likely. It was promo’d at SXSW, fer pete’s sake. Anyway, I’m just amazed I haven’t heard about it before.
I’ve been dabbling in a new phenomenon on YouTube lately – clips of Iranian women getting into trouble for not wearing the hejab properly. Girls wailing as they’re forced into police cars, or roughly pushing aside old ladies who are trying to restrain them. It’s fascinating and troubling, and best viewed with some kind of contextual knowledge – Marjane Satrapi’s Persepolis will do. Beware of the comments, where neo-Nazis, American freedom bigots, Persian Muslims of both traditionalist and reformist stripe, other Persians, Arab Muslims, other Arabs, feminists, and others conduct furious five-directional wars full of invective and lacking much illumination.
And to close, here’s forty-five years of Doctor Who clips played to an Eminem-Benny Hill theme mashup. Probably bewildering to the uninitiated, but fun nonetheless.

Richmastery vs the Donkey

“Why is it… some people buy 20 properties a year and others only buy 1?”
There’s an ad in the ‘entertainment’ section of Wellington freebie the Capital Times this week: “How to profit from property!” It’s advertising an upcoming seminar and, cod-socialist that I am, every word in the advertisement makes my hackles rise.
“NZs Largest Propety Success Program to Property Climbers!”
“Learn the secrets ONLY 6% of investors know that gives them success where many others fail!”
“You will never win the race of wealth riding on a donkey!”
The seminar is from a “Richmastery“, a property investment services company based out of Auckland. Their website promises a long and costly process of induction into their secret techniques, culminating in the slightly spooky inner circle:

STEP 8. Presidential Inner Circle
The Presidential Inner Circle is a unique and exclusive opportunity that is strictly limited to fifty serious members worldwide who will experience a range of privileges, access and discovery that is unattainable outside of this selected private group. This group is about Fun, Discovery, Learning and Access at the Highest levels.

They even have their own website: http://www.presidentialinnercircle.com/. There are some great photos of last weekend’s “Ferrari and Porsche day”.
Anyway. I don’t have any grand purpose here other than saying “Look at that!” and pointing. If it reminds you of Amway or Landmark or even Scientology, that’s no mistake, this is just another iteration of the same tried and tested techniques for sucking people in. And I surely don’t have to remind anyone in NZ of the havoc wreaked socially by the rise in investment property.
“Imagine how much faster your personal wealth accumulation could be with this information!”
Bah, humbug. I’m going to catch the bus to work now.

morgue’s usability seminar #12

When designing things that beep occasionally when they’re running low on batteries, don’t.
Because wandering fruitlessly around the house at 2am searching for the source of the beep that’s keeping you awake is an example of not good usability.
Next week: how not to label remote control buttons

Curse of the Hidden Shirt

I am delighted by the story of the Boston Red Sox jersey that was concealed in the foundations of the new stadium for the New York Yankees. A Boston-loving worker buried it there in hopes of cursing the Yankees.
After a tip-off, Yankees owner Randy Levine ordered the jackhammers be produced and the curse-jersey be dug up. They take their ritual magic seriously in Major League Baseball, where many fans don’t have their tongue in their cheek when they talk about the curse that has stopped their team winning the title. The Red Sox and the White Sox won in ’04 and ’05 respectively, officially ending the two best known curses in baseball, so there is a bit of a curse vacuum right now – giving Levine reason to be super-cautious, one suspects…
(Maybe New Zealanders need to stop grumping about the All Black coach and start blaming the voodoo. It’s been two decades since NZ’s rugby world champs win – is that long enough to count as a curse?)

Forbidden Words of the 90s

Judge&Jury gifted me with a ’91 collection of Groening’s Life in Hell strips, which contains one of his regular bits, a list of Forbidden Words – words of the moment that he wants to never hear again.
Here are excerpts from the list in the collection. This list is from the end of 1989, attempting to blacklist a bunch of words for the coming decade. As ever, it’s an intriguing snapshot of the times that were.
Betamax
Bimbo
Cassingle
Celebutante
Chill out
Croissandwich
Cyberpunk
Dancercize
Def
D.I.N.K
Dramedy
Eclectic
Hypertext
Hyper anything
Infotainment
Jazzercize
Liposuction
Male bonding
Neo-Geo
Neo anything
Networking
Passive-aggressive
Peacekeeper missile
Politically correct
Power breakfast
Power lunch
Quality time
Robo anything
Significant other
Spokesmodel
Synthpop
Tubular
Ultra anything
Vidiot
Wilding
Workaholic

Surround Sound

I bought my stereo in… 1997? Something like that. Disregarding d3vo’s advice to invest in a multiple component system, I bought a Sony GR10-AV. It came with surround sound capability – two rear speakers and a centre speaker for dialogue.
After more than a decade, I have finally set up the surround sound. Verdict: neat.
(Note: I couldn’t make it work. Cal made it work. Respect where it’s due.)
Now if only I can figure out where the remote for it is…

Just Another Friday Linky

Av Club interview with Lower Hutt’s finest, Anna Paquin, about her new production company shared with her brother, liberal politics, and the X-Men. (Lower Hutt reprazent!)
Abi at Making Light a week ago, talking about things with deep value: “Looking at a world where the economy is probably going to be tightening up for a while, I find myself drawn to things with deep value, things a little less dependent on the state of our technology and shipping infrastructure to build and repair. Living in a small country with a history of pollution problems, I want to own things I don’t have throw away after one use. And spending much of my time as a crafter, I am attracted to things that I can fix.” Check out her list of things, and of course the comments on Making Light are always worth a look.
PRINT magazine has an article on how Young Adult book covers change over the years. The photo comparing four different covers of Judy Blume’s ‘Forever’ is my favourite.
And via talula, NPR on the New York guy who responded to getting mugged by inviting the mugger to dinner.
Enjoy your Friday everyone.

So I’m Flying

I’m going to the UK in August. 24 hours in a flying tin can for me (each way). And yet. I worry about climate change. I esteem George Monbiot, who says not flying is the single most significant thing one can do to help avert climate change. My moral heuristic is Kant’s categorical imperative: do as you would have everyone do. I even co-ordinate a teaching programme about the gap between attitudes and behaviour in the environmental context.
All this, and I fly to the UK.
I’m going over for the wedding of one of my oldest and closest friends. If there is ever a reason to travel the world, surely this would be it? But on the other hand, I know my friend would understand if I didn’t go. If our friendship means anything, it is respect for one anothers’ principles. Besides, I have a lot of very close friends all around the world. There will always be events of significance out there.
But there are flights going all the time. What’s one seat on one flight going to do? It’s not like they’d cancel the flight if I wasn’t on it, right? But any decision anyone makes has social consequences. If I didn’t go, then that would contribute to social perception of air travel. Me not going might nudge a few other people closer to thinking, yeah, if I’m serious about climate change I’m not going to make that sort of trip. And if they made similar decisions, so it would spread further. Me going has the opposite effect – someone whose conscience is nagging them, like mine did me, can think “well morgue always talks about climate change but he flew around the world just the same”. And maybe that will hold them back.
The big problem in climate change is corporate and government activity, individual carbon output is just a sideshow and worrying about it is useless. But corporate and government activity happens in the social matrix. All the stuff about social influence above applies here as well. The big powers will only change when there’s a mass of public sentiment demanding it, and if I believe that then isn’t it incumbent on me to be part of the demanding public?
Well, just buy come carbon offset and consider yourself in balance. Maybe. I’m suspicious of carbon offset schemes because of the time lag – they promise to pay back your carbon output in the future, but the problem is worsening now and timescales for change are short.
So am I a hypocrite? Yeah, I think I am. And there’s not much I can do about that except acknowledge it. So bear it in mind whenever I talk about this stuff – I’m just an ordinary hypocrite like everyone else. And I’m sure looking forward to the UK.

Manbeasts of New Zealand!

Not, as it happens, a reference to rugby league.
This week’s Salient (local university rag, surprisingly good this year) has a feature interview with Tony Lucas of NZ Cryptoologist talking about the mysterious critters of the NZ depths.
There’s a great page on the Maero or Moehau, NZ’s answer to bigfoot. The Moehau were describes by the Maori as being “Terrible creatures, half man, half animal”, with a very aggressive temperament, they were only too happy to massacre and eat anyone that strayed into their domain.”
I love this stuff. Why have no bodies of these beasts ever been found? I think that is readily explained by the fact that these ‘Manimals’ may have a conception of death and bury their deceased.
Also on the site is a slightly more fact-based account of the elusive NZ moose, largely accepted to be living in the inaccessible depths of Fiordland but never seen by human eyes. As far as I’m concerned, that’s another reason why this is a damn cool country: we have secret mooses, and we can prove it with science!