It’s far too long, but this is still a great illustration of how you can tell any story you like on TV with careful editing. It’s the UK version of The Apprentice, re-edited and subtitled to tell the story of Lord Sugar’s mental problems.
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Journalism, radio and stuff like that
It’s far too long, but this is still a great illustration of how you can tell any story you like on TV with careful editing. It’s the UK version of The Apprentice, re-edited and subtitled to tell the story of Lord Sugar’s mental problems.
[via b3ta]
I loved this bit of Hepworth’s post about liking The New Yorker:
For most of your life the world is a frustrating place because it appears to be run by people older than you are. Then one morning you wake up and find that it’s a frustrating place because it’s run by people younger than you are.
Oh yes it is. Me on Techradar:
Social networks also benefit from lock-in. I hate Facebook: I hate its horrible UI, its overly complex privacy settings, its photo albums, the algorithm that seems hell-bent on hiding important and interesting updates. Given the choice, I wouldn’t use it. Unfortunately I don’t have a choice, because for now everybody I know does use it. Cutting off Facebook would mean cutting them off.
Sooner or later, though, a strategy of “ha ha! We’re the only game in town!” will bite you in the backside.
I’ve blogged about fly on the wall documentary series The Scheme a few times here, but the news that it’s now going to be broadcast in the rest of the UK made me want to add another bit.
Having seen the whole series now – including a final episode that made it very clear that the media attention had made some participants’ lives worse – the thing that struck me most about The Scheme was the sheer hopelessness of it all. The families weren’t entirely representative – the programme makers have chosen the most TV-worthy people, so you get people whose lives are slow-motion car crashes – but I’ve met enough people from similar situations to know that life for some people starts off shite and gets progressively worse.
It was summed up for me in one throwaway remark when a teenage boy was being sent back to prison – he hadn’t expected to be sent back so soon. Going back to prison was a given. The only thing that he could even slightly influence was the gap between incarcerations.
There’s an argument that by showing people rotating in and out of prison, trying and failing to get off drugs, self-medicating in various other ways and trying to find things for the local kids to do The Scheme was providing an important service: asking us to look at the affordability and availability of alcohol, for example, or the effectiveness of anti-drug legislation, regulation and intervention, or the links between unhappy childhoods and adult substance abuse, or the way in which some parts of Scotland have effectively been left to rot.
Then again, I know of somebody with real money and real power, riches of the “oh I don’t know, my butler takes care of that” variety. And to that person, The Scheme is quite simply the funniest programme ever made.
Me, on Techradar, about Google’s brand new Chromebooks:
Ah, says Samsung. “With nothing stored directly on the Series 5, malicious spyware, trojans and viruses are a thing of the past.” They’re a thing of the past on my Windows 7 PC too, because I’m not an idiot who opens unsolicited files that claim to be details of tax refunds or photos of Pippa Middleton’s arse.
Twitter is five, and like all good five-year-olds it’s about time it paid its way. Me, on Techradar:
I was in Glasgow’s famous Sauchiehall Street on Saturday night. If you haven’t been recently, it’s like a Hieronymus Bosch painting where the demons wear too-short skirts or G-Star Raw. It’s genuinely unpleasant, a seething mass of drunken, vomiting and occasionally fist-fighting imbeciles.
If you need proof that a significant part of the human race is as dumb as rocks, I can give you the postcode to prove it.
Or I can let you see Twitter on my phone.
Jon Bon Jovi reckons Steve Jobs has killed the music business. Sometimes I love my job.
By a happy coincidence, I reckon Jon Bon Jovi represents everything that’s wrong with the music business. I think there’s a reason why Bon Jovi albums don’t sell like they used to.
It’s because they’re rubbish.
And thanks to technology, they can’t get away with it any more.
The latest iOS update enables you to turn your iPhone into a wi-fi hotspot, sharing your 3G connection with other devices – and even though iPhone data plans are capped, you still need to pay extra to use the feature. Why could that be? I think I know the answer.
There are only two possible explanations.
One, iPhone data is a different shape from Android data. It’s triangular, or maybe octagonal, and it gets stuck in the internet tubes.
Or two, the networks are bastards.
The nice people at .net magazine have a spanking new website, and one of my pieces is on it: “What are words worth”, where I… well, you saw the headline.
In the age of social media and user-generated content, suggesting that your name on someone else’s website is “exposure†is like suggesting membership of the HTML Writer’s Guild will boost your chances of getting a well-paid agency job.
Apple’s unveiled some new MacBook Pros, and the big news is Thunderbolt, also known as Light Peak. It’s very clever, and could enable some very interesting things:
The new Macs look like iPads with keyboards. They’re clearly the latest iteration of Apple’s current design language, but what if they’re more than that? What if the iPad-ification of OS X and the iPad-like design of the MBPs are a sign of where this is all heading?
We’ve seen how quickly mobile processors are progressing, and it won’t be long before it’s possible to put the specs of today’s MacBook Pros into a MacBook Air-thin iPad. Quad or six-core processors, oodles of RAM and a couple of Thunderbolt ports in an iPad could produce something really interesting.