Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
My week of Monday 8 to Sunday 14 January 2024 was distinctly unproductive, but I’m going to claim that that was the plan all along. It wasn’t, but here we are.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 711: A lazy week with a giant caterpillar”
Despite it being the summer silly season, we have government sookage over social media, a total rebuild of Services Australia’s networks, some poor audit reports, and 15 government agencies start using AI without governance frameworks.
Continue reading “Digital developments from Canberra 68”
And 2024 begins! Around two decades ago I used to photograph the New Year’s Day sunrise at Bronte Beach in eastern Sydney, or do some other ritual thing. The photo above is from 2005. However my week of Monday 1 to Sunday 7 January 2024 was just a quiet one at home, mostly.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 710: A quiet start to 2024, and an old sunrise”
On New Year’s Eve Snarky Platypus and I created this bingo card for 2024 listing 25 distinctly possible things. And we list another 25 possibilities that didn’t make the cut.
Continue reading “Bingo Card 2024: Which of these things will happen?”
And so ends 2023. My week of Monday 25 to Sunday 31 December 2023 was quiet enough. I produced a podcast and pondered the future, but that’s about it. I’ll reflect more upon 2023 during the coming week. Promise.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 709: Closing off the Year of the Magpies, although other things probably happened as well”
It’s a bonus, or at least unfunded, summer series episode with guest Snarky Platypus. This long and rambling conversation was recorded on Boxing Day 2023, which explains many things.
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