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!
Australia’s federal election has been called for Saturday 21 May 2022. In a headrush of poor judgement, I’ve decided to produce a six-part mini-series of The 9pm Edict with an election theme, with episodes appearing each Thursday. This is the first.
Continue reading “The 9pm Election Unhinging: Week the First”
Monday 4 to Sunday 10 April 2022 was another productive week. A good podcast. A good written article. And, despite a long day out in Sydney on Saturday, some new projects are in the offing. Even La Niña couldn’t bring down my mood. And then the election campaign kicked off.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 619: Hacking, surveillance, and the start of a six-week election campaign”
The autumn series of The 9pm Edict continues with special guest Greg Muller, a journalist who’s produced, among many things, the podcast documentary series Motherlode, It’s about the early computer hacking scene and the origin story of Julian Assange.
Continue reading “The 9pm Hacker History and Looming Election Doomscape with Greg Muller”
My week of Monday 28 March to Sunday 3 April 2022 was remarkably productive, at least towards the end. A podcast, a news story, some editorial consulting, and even some progress on the geekery. There was even sunshine on Sunday!
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 618: Drones and cybers and caterpillars”
In the first special guest episode of The 9pm Edict autumn series we’re joined by evelyn douek, lecturer on law and a doctoral candidate at the Harvard Law School, and co-host of the Lawfare podcast Arbiters of Truth.
Continue reading “The 9pm Fake Furry Dollop of Content Moderation with evelyn douek”
During the week of Monday 21 to Sunday 27 March 2022 I was finally able to start addressing the mould problem. Thanks to La Niña’s reign of terror, mould has started appearing on almost every surface, and especially parts of the ceiling where moisture has seeped through from the adjacent storeroom whose roof has proved inadequate. The fierce brown bubbling of the bleach is most satisfying.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 617: A sausage roll almost as long as the day itself, and then it began to rain”