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    Thursday, June 28, 2007

    Phoenix Dactylifera

    You are all cordially invited to the presentation ceremony for the inaugural Blogpower awards, to be held 14.00 London time, Sunday, July 1st. Please make your way to Tom Paine's luxurious quarters in Nanga, Second Life. Tom has invested a lot of thought, time, trouble and Linden dollars to make a visit well worth your while.

    This way for the Blogpower Awards

    If you have not done so already, there is still time to create an account and find your feet before the ceremony - software is available, free to download, for Windows, Mac and Linux. I have direct experience of the first and last, both install in a trouble-free manner. My alter ego Imah Gynoid will be there, as will the great and the good of Blogpower and the wider 'sphere; come join us, do.

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    Wednesday, June 27, 2007

    Slow News Day

    My muse has returned, and I must write.

    Her cousin in quality control has not, yet I must write.

    I have taken no drugs, but, intoxicated, I must write.

    People from Porlock and places east beset me, though I must write.

    It has all been said already, still I must write.

    Intertextuality haunts, when I must write.

    I have no time, and I must scream.

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    Tuesday, June 26, 2007

    What a Difference a Hay Makes

    Chris at at Blogpower prospect-blog Deeply Blasphemous provides a very persuasive take on the reasons why the Hays Code was adopted by Hollywood in the 1930s. Incredibly, it lasted until 1967, and had a severe impact on the portrayal of female characters in Hollywood cinema, which Chris also draws out very well. A highly recommended post.

    At the risk of doing Chris an injustice, it gives me the chance to compare the cinematic impact of, firstly, Will Hay, whom I remember watching on a weekday teatime on BBC2; I seem to recall that his films ran in an apparently never-ending series of classic black-and-white comedies, alternating with the knockabout fun of Laurel and Hardy or the death-defying stunts of Harold Lloyd ("Hoorah for Harold Lloyd, ...a pair of glasses and a smile.") One scene - a classic of wartime propaganda - that has stuck with me for years comes five minutes in to the clip below, and please forgive the incongruous music...



    But Hay was also a trained engineer, a talented amateur astronomer who invented and built his own instruments, and one of Britain's first private pilots, giving lessons to, among others, Amy Johnson. Thinking about it, that last fact is not necessarily in his favour... Most pleasingly, to this blog's mind, he was an accomplished translator, fluent in six languages as well as English. There: "Imagined Community, reading Wikipedia so you don't have to".

    Will Hays, on the other hand...

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    Monday, June 25, 2007

    Writer's Block Take Two

    I want to build on two things from yesterday's post: firstly, I want to make clear that, while having a book published is some kind of guarantee of a minimal ability to manipulate words in a way which is more or less pleasing, or at least useful, to the reader - which is why I was asking about novelists' blogs in particular - I am aware that the converse does not necessarily hold true. There are plenty of bloggers out there whose output gives me a great deal more than did some of the books it has been my misfortune to open.

    Secondly, and this is the sort of question that Heather is very good at discussing, it's worth asking why an established author might feel the need to blog at all. It's clear that both Gaiman and Scalzi enjoy their blogging - it's a pleasure rather than a chore. Sure, it might boost sales a little, but that doesn't seem the overt goal. I'd never heard of Scalzi before I stumbled across his "Being Poor" post, but have stuck with him for a good while since. And, yeah, now, I want to read his actual books. Gaiman, of course, I had heard of, and held in great esteem, although for the life of me I don't recall having read much by him bar Good Omens (and I picked that up for the Pratchett input) and a collection of short stories that I read in a hotel room somewhere. That's my sci-fi curse - I spent my early teenage years ploughing through the Golden Era writers* - but can't remember much detail of the classic works I read then. But reading Gaiman's blog, I want to go back to his books.

    The paradox is, I imagine, that for those to whom blogging is just a way of shilling the new work, this will come through clearly in their posts, and will actually put off potential readers. So, a supplementary question to the one I posed yesterday - which writer's blogs should I avoid at all costs?

    *Have you picked up any Asimov recently? It's awful, lumpen prose, but the ideas are apparently still quite influential.

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    Sunday, June 24, 2007

    Writers' Block

    One of the real troubles, for me, with researching a PhD is the fact I scarcely remember the last time I was able to read a book for pleasure. In fact, to say I am used to be the sort of person that will read the ingredients on the HP Sauce bottle if they haven't got anything else to read over breakfast, it's more accurate, and more scary, to say that I can. Clearly. It was this morning: Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere, and as you'd expect it was a thoroughly satisfying experience.

    It set me wondering, though. Before my, somewhat more thorough than intended, installation of Linux - Ubuntu Dapper Drake, fact fans - I used to take RSS feeds from both Neil Gaiman's Journal and John Scalzi's Whatever. Clearly, both men know one end of a pen from the other, and this is reflected in their blogging. Yet, if you cast an eye down my blogrolls, there aren't many actual novelists on there, although those who are there are equally clearly at ease with the written word. Is this some sort of subconscious blogger envy? After all, this is the age of citizen journalism, and we look down at those among us who yearn too nakedly for a place in the MSM. On the other hand, this blogger feels both warmth and vicarious gratification when bloggers like Tom Reynolds make it into print. Do we all actually secretly wish we were in, you know, actual dead tree print?

    If that question retreads ground which is all too familiar for you, then I actually started off this post intending simply to ask you this: which other novelists' blogs should I be reading?

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    Friday, June 22, 2007

    Vorsprung Durch Technik

    Via the Yorkshire Ranter comes news of a jaw-droppingly stupid initiative, even by the sorry standards of the present [mal]administration: the quest to define nationality 'scientifically'. This blog might not know much about much, but one of the areas where it is relatively better-informed is that of nationhood, which, as the gentle hint provided in the colourful box at the top of the page implies, is incontrovertibly constructed. You might as well look for criminals by counting the bumps on their skulls. I'll let the Register remind you of other historical precedents...

    In fact, although the government's inept handling of the ID card scheme and the NHS IT project shows it does indeed have little or no understanding of what technology is actually capable of doing - and despite your correspondent's recent apparent anti-science stance, this blog does believe that the proper application of science, by which we mean, generally, proven technology used in small-scale settings, can really benefit people - I find it hard to credit that such a basic failure of comprehension exists. I reckon that, as well as being another subliminal plug for those wretched ID cards, it's just another dog whistle for the send 'em back brigade: "If the shifty buggers eat their documents on the plane, never fear - we'll nail 'em with the appliance of science." I wonder how many illegal immigrants this actually applies to? Google has not been my friend in this instance. Not a big problem, then...

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    Thursday, June 21, 2007

    Paging Welshcakes

    Welshcakes, please drop me a line at the e-mail address in the top right, and we will try and resolve your second life issues. If any of our mutual acquaintances would care to pass on this message, I'd be very grateful.

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    Tuesday, June 19, 2007

    Imagined Obscurity

    I'm another of the multitude guest bloggers across at Nourishing Obscurity during James' enforced absence. I'd like to dedicate my offering to Alex, in light of his recent life-changing decisions, and wish him all the best.

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    Monday, June 18, 2007

    Introducing Imah Gynoid

    My heartfelt thanks to Tom Paine both for his inspired ideas to hold the Blogpower Award ceremony in Second Life, and for offering to host it in his luxury pad. I stumbled around orientation island for a bit longer, before Ruthie took pity and whisked me away to Tom's eyrie, where I proceeded to misunderestimate the measure of gin in my glass, and stumbled around still more. The contrast between my leaden hoofing and Ruthie's elegance - the cigarette holder is a perfect accoutrement - could scarcely have been more marked. Still, we eventually made it out to the pool, at which point the Imaginary Friend came up, to find me apparently enjoying cocktails with a glamorous stranger. Did I mention that yesterday was our seventh wedding anniversary..?

    Anyway, some of you will find offers of friendship from one Imah Gynoid. I had thought the name would be transparent - what would you call a humanoid, loosely speaking, member of an Imagined Community? - but I fear I have been insufficiently clever. Any road, it's me.

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    Tuesday, June 12, 2007

    qwertypoui

    there hve been some right rum goings-on surrounding the blogpower awards, nd various nominees, the finger being well and truly pointed t a minority politicl party. spoof commenter, sockpuppet, has emerged, nd ina brvura if inufiriting perfomance, s merrily clouding whole host of comment threds in the guise of a loony bnp-er.

    speaking of tits, mutley has resorted to the sparkite tctic of posting nked womenin the ttempt to get up his, er, tlly, plintively posting the question in comment 'do you think blopower would be gld if i win' well, it should be clear by now tht bp hs more opinions thn it does members, but i would have thought he would be populr winner. let'svote for him en msse in ll ctegories, he might get sponsorship del from winalot.

    more ominously, crushed by ingsoc thought he hd been under electronic wrfre - shades of estoni - althuogh it now seems s though it was ll down to typos. so it's not good time for the keyboard on my laptop to have strted sulking... i wouldn't care, but the damn thing ws sold to me s a robust model, fter ms dynamit-e-e jumped on my previous one. no shift, nd hence limited specil chrcters, not to mention no html tgs... disemvowelled, rndome selection of numbers, intermittent spce brs. very nnoying. morl of the story- don't bu toshib... anyone got chep laptop for sale [question mark] meanwhile, a temporary vcncy for prrof-reder exists.

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    Friday, June 08, 2007

    Loitering Within Tent

    Gone canvassing. Again. Back Monday.

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    Beating Children: A Christian Practice

    Beating children can thus be described as a Christian practice, and will continue to be so until Christians stop practicing it, preachers stop using the bible to justify it and its practitioners stop citing the Christian religion as a motivating factor.


    What's that you say? People from other traditions also beat their children? 'What is important is how a person justifies their actions - is it because “thats just how we do things round here” (ie. a cultural practice, like shaking hands in the West or rubbing noses amongst the Eskimos), or is it because the practice is made compulsory or recommended by their religious belief system?'

    etc, etc.

    Next week: Male Genital Mutilation: an American Judaic Islamic practice.

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    Thursday, June 07, 2007

    Award to End All Awards

    Many thanks to those who nominated me in categories 10 and 12 of the inaugural Blogpower awards; I know it's de rigueur to feign indifference to this kind of thing, but I'm really very flattered.

    Thanks also to James Higham, for his superhuman efforts in establishing and administering the nominations process. He has now moved on to the actual votes: 20 categories, each with 10 finalists. You can vote for as many candidates in each category as you wish, but only once a day. Voting ends 7pm, London time, Wednesday, June 13; vote early, vote often. I hesitate to suggest how you ought to vote... Saying that, I'm clearly not the only one to hold Not Saussure in great esteem. His gracious appraisal of a fellow Blogpower blogger is an object lesson to us all. I can only second his suggestion. 'Nuff said.

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    Tuesday, June 05, 2007

    New Labour, New Ethnic Entrepreneurs?

    So we are all to celebrate British Day, are we? That's nice, how shall we celebrate it? (Update: here are some cracking suggestions. Via) I argued a while ago that there is an almost unlimited number of narratives that can be constructed on the basis of British history, and that although many of us stand for the national anthem, there is no agreement on what the anthem stands for. I also made the fairly obvious point that to be an English nationalist (it was April 23), one needs some sort of vision of the English people.

    Regular readers (hi mum!) will know of my scepticism towards nationalism. Don't let the title of this blog mislead you too much on this point, however. Although I do think that national identity is constructed, like Anderson I don't in fact think that this constructed nature in itself renders national identity meaningless. There are war memorials all over this country and others that prove the mobilising power of nationalism, yea, even unto death. Another connotation of this blog's title is my perception of a decline in community values, and whether this trend can be reversed. Some form of civic nationalism superficially seems attractive as a countervailing, cohesive force. But even when we talk about civic nationalism rather than ethnic nationalism, I believe it to be inherently exclusive, and often downright harmful: the more you begin to speak in favour of 'x', simply because you perceive it to be "British", the easier it becomes to denigrate 'y' simply because it is not British. *Update: Rob Jubb covers this point very well.*

    A further objection is that these two flavours of nationalism are separate only in theory; in practice nationalism always seems to take on elements of both: France and the USA are both held up as exemplars of civic nationalism (David Cameron pointed to the USA just today- isn't there something slightly odd about looking abroad to bolster one's nationalism?*) yet neither country is an obvious role model in terms of positive ethnic relations.

    Still further, the idea of British identity has never been too strong. Geoffrey Hosking has suggested that the weakness of Russian national identity has its roots in the constant presence of other nationalities within the borders of the Russian Empire, even from the earliest days of Muscovy, making it difficult to distinguish between metropolis and periphery. The burden of empire building was borne at the expense of nation-building for the ethnic Russians. Could it be that a similar process was at work during the creation of the British Empire, meaning that the process of creating one meaningful identity for the home nations was never completed? Whether or not that surmise is true, British identity has clearly come under threat as a result of the Scottish and Welsh assemblies, and increased English nationalist resentment over the West Lothian and related questions. The cynic in me cannot resist observing at this point that the Scottish Nationalist Party recently supplanted Labour as the largest party in the Scottish parliament...

    Yet even if all my misgivings were to be somehow addressed, I am at a loss as to how the vague platitudes on offer from New Labour will bring us all together as one happy nation: someone needs to tell us a convincing narrative around which we can come together. Whichever talking head was rolled out onto the radio this lunchtime suggested that communities would be left to decide how best to mark the occasion. Subsidiarity is admirable in most cases, but in this instance how cohesive would it prove? "Hey mate, your flag's empty."

    Also, would someone please explain to me how policies which are clearly divisive will serve to unite us? I am a British citizen, but have never had to swear allegiance to the Queen. My republican feelings have a fine British pedigree, incidentally. The Imaginary Friend is also a British citizen, yet she was forced to swear affirm allegiance to Brenda. How will it bring together citizens by birth and citizens by naturalisation if the latter group have had to perform a list of tasks that the former never had to?

    Anthony D. Smith stipulated that one of the six criteria for an ethnie was a shared history; his view was that, even when there were disagreements over the interpretation of particular events, in the long-term this brought an ethnie together, as such debates ipso facto acknowledge there is a meaningful ethnocultural group seeking to be defined. But for all the famed news-management expertise of New Labour, I doubt that they could achieve such subtlety. Please tell me that wasn't a dog-whistle I thought I heard.

    Update 7/6/07: since I wrote this, Not Saussure has made a characteristically thoughtful contribution to the debate.

    * I won't be the first to observe that there is something even odder about each group of nationalists claiming that they are unique, and thus deserve for themselves a nation-state just like all the other nation-states.

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    Sunday, June 03, 2007

    A Word on Plays, and Awards

    I've been scratching my head and puzzling: I'm sure there's a play on words to be had over the disgraceful treatment shown to one of the few surviving recipients of the VC, but I'm buggered if I can actually come up with it. I am enormously tickled, though, by Blogpower's token BNP-er YDKM's contortions, though: "Cool, a war hero! For shame, the government etc ... Er, hang on, he's a bloody foreigner." His conclusion leaves Solomon in the shade:

    He should be told he can spend his last years in this country as long as he promises not to bring any family with him.


    In other news, it turns out both Konnie from Blue Peter and her sister Rupa have blogs; Rupa is, amongst other things, a university lecturer, Labour party candidate and DJ. The sisters keep me awake at night, but not in the way you might think: what bugs me is, does Dr Huq ever play "Sylvia's Mother"?

    The indefatigable James Higham has inaugurated the first Blogpower awards, and seeks your nominations for 20 - count 'em - categories. One of these is "Most Unintentionally Humorous Post". I think this post is safe from nomination on both counts... Go nominate, and then go vote!

    *Update: Delicolor has come up with the splendid banner you see in the right sidebar.*

    ** Update 2: Nominations close at 9pm, Tuesday June 5, i.e. tonight. This blog affects the usual indifference to award nominations, and really doesn't care whom you nominate, especially in categories 10 and 12... Nor does it see the need to mention that jameshigham AT mail DOT com is the address to which nominations should be sent.**

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