Why?

Today’s Internoodle meme is “What books, teams, films, TV, music, food do you like?”

My friend Enola “Fanny” Guay asked, “What surprised you?” She wanted to know, “What makes you laugh and cry?”

I’m an engineer by training and inclination so I write a lot of lists. I write a weekly newspaper column about the arts and entertainment in North Puffin so I write a lot more lists. I don’t really like lists.

Fanny Guay wants a list.

The Five Ws give us the formula for reporting a story, researching a claim, or investigating a crime. According to the principle of the Five Ws, a story is incomplete if it doesn’t answer these questions:

Whodunnit?
What happened?
When did (or will) it happen?
Where did it happen?
Why did it happen?

Smoking GunThe first four are data gathering as is the meme. “What list of stuff do you want to share?”

The Why question always sounds more interesting although my cop buddy, South Puffin’s police chief Brockley Mann, says detectives don’t really care about motive. They need evidence.

Half of me agrees. The reporter in me knows the facts have to come first but motive drives my fiction/opinion writing. As Mark Twain told us, “First get your facts; then you can distort them at your leisure.”

If I know what books, films, teams, music, and food you like, I can always make up the lies to match.


For the record:
My favorite book is generally the one I’m reading right now. I prefer turning the pages and the feel of a printed book, but I do have Kindle apps on tablet, iPod, and laptop because they simplify travel. I never want to be without a good book in hand and one in the wings.

I’m fairly well-schooled in English and American lit for an engineer but today you’re likely to find a detective story by Robert B. Parker or James Lee Burke on the nightstand. I like regional writers, too, so I just finished Vermonter Chris Bohjalian’s newest novel and would like it if Key West’s Tom Corcoran wrote another.

My first jobs were in movie theaters so I don’t go to all that many now (I was an usher at the old Warner in my hometown and a manager at the Criterion in Times Square when Nicholas and Alexandra premiered; I even survived 13 weeks of Love Story in traffic-snarled Fort Lee). I do like movies with character and story and have gone to three in the last year or so. The marvelous Les Mis. Gravity in 3D with backdrops so real that astronauts called them “true-to-life.” Hubble 3D in IMAX at the space center.

I don’t watch sports although I grew with the Phillies and the Iggles, the Birds and the Colts on the radio. A high school buddy pitched for the Mets so I watched them until I realized that he lost when I watched and won when I didn’t. I still like to drive race cars.

I like most music but claim that the only two forms I don’t like are blue and grass; in fact, I’m not keen on heavy metal but I book an eclectic outdoor concert series every summer that generally includes blues, country, folk, gospel, jazz, opera, pop, rock-n-roll, and, yes, bluegrass.

I like food. Bait isn’t food.

 

Be Gone, Twerk, and Take that Selfie with You!

Between overused and underbrained, herewith are the top-ten words that annoyed you (and me) the most in 2013:

10. Obamacare (no explanation necessary)
9. No problem
8. Gridlock
7. Just sayin’
6. Shutdown
5. -Pocalypse (as a suffix for any noun.)
4. Selfie
3. Like
2. Whatever fell from the top spot, the Pew National Attitudes Project found.

The winner, hands down, as the one word grates on Americans more than any other?
1. Congress (that’s the only poll they won in 2013.)

 

Fungible Fotographers Fired

Fungible Fotographers Fired

“There’s really no such thing as professional photographers anymore,” Yahoo CEO Marissa Mayer said last month.


The image is an Associated Press photograph that won the Pulitzer Prize for spot news. It was taken by Nick Ut on June 8, 1972.

Ms. Mayer immediately called her comment a “misstatement” that was taken “out of context.” She even tweeted an apology. But that’s what she said and apparently that’s what the morons in Chicago believe.

The Chicago Sun-Times fired Pulitzer Prize winning photographer John H. White and 28 other top pros this month.

Oh.

Wait.

There’s no such thing as a professional photographer anymore.

In a statement, the “news”paper said: “The Sun-Times business is changing rapidly and our audiences are consistently seeking more video content with their news. We have made great progress in meeting this demand and are focused on bolstering our reporting capabilities with video and other multimedia elements. The Chicago Sun-Times continues to evolve with our digitally savvy customers, and as a result, we have had to restructure the way we manage multimedia, including photography, across the network.”

There’s no such thing as a professional photographer anymore.

The Sun-Times will let its reporters shoot more video and photos. In fact, they are training the reporters to use iPhones to do it.

According to a leaked staff memo the training will include “iPhone photography basics,” as well as capturing and editing video on iOS, and uploading it to the appropriate social sites.

There’s no such thing as a professional photographer anymore.

Perhaps there’s no such thing as a professional race car driver. We could round up 43 soccer moms, teach them to turn left, load them into stock cars at Daytona or Indy cars for the 500, and have the reporters record it all with their iPhones.

Perhaps there’s no such thing as a board certified ophthalmologist. We could create an iPhone app and simply refract our own eyes. And train our neighbors to suck out cataracts with teeny tiny vacuum cleaners.

Perhaps there’s no such thing as a professional football referee. We could round up a platoon of ex-high school jocks-turned Realtors™, train them in football basics, and turn them loose in September. Oops. Never mind.

Back to the Sun-Times.

You think they’ll get this picture with an iPhone?


Crash at LeMans

Do you really think any of the reporters in this famous photograph even thought to take the picture that won the Pulitzer .6 seconds later? Do you think any of them even saw Jack Ruby? The Pulitzer Prize winner is here.


Jack Ruby shoots Lee Harvey Oswald

If the Sun-Times reckons theirs is good journalism, it will never publish a Pulitzer Prize-winning photograph again.

Chicago has long been okay with mediocre. I’m not. I hope you aren’t either.

 

Scientific Art Show

The Bent-Northrop Memorial Library of Fairfield, Vermont, will debut a three-person statewide art tour on Monday at 6 p.m. after the library has closed. The Brain-to-Brain Art Download Tour has additional stops planned at other libraries around the state.

Three Franklin County artists will participate: musician Jeff Blouin of Neon Spoon, painter and iPhone photographer Paule Gingras of St. Albans, and writer and former CTV Anchor Bill Haugland of Highgate Springs. Each will have a new work available for brain-to-brain download.

The art is in the work. The science — and the show — come from the download.

Brain-to-brain interfaces have arrived for reading, music, or art. Thanks to researchers at UVM, it will soon be commercially possible to download a virtual story from the author’s brain, a painting from an artist, or a song from a musician. Don’t forget to leave an actual cash payment.

Here’s how it works. Multiple electrodes placed on the artist’s scalp record activity from the artist’s cerebral cortex and convert it into an electrical signal that is delivered via neural link to another set of electrodes on an exhibit visitor. The attendee’s brain processes the signal from the artist and — despite being unfamiliar with the work the artist has performed — gains total recall of the piece. And, thanks to a new smartphone app, the artist and viewer will soon be in different locations.

“This is mind-blowing,” UVM neuroscientist Bernard Schwartz said.

Dr. Schwartz and his colleagues built on an experiment led by Duke neuroscientist Miguel Nicolelis, a pioneer in the field of brain-machine interfaces. In that 2008 work, Dr. Nicolelis implanted a monkey with a new brain-computer interface. The monkey controlled a robot walking on a treadmill in Kyoto, Japan. The monkey watched the robot walking in sync with him by way of a display screen.

A new experiment reported this year showed brain to brain communication between rats, one in Natal, Brazil, and one at Duke in North Carolina using similar brain-computer interfaces. In that experiment, the “encoder” rat in Brazil learned to press a lever in its cage. The brain implant recorded activity from the rat’s motor cortex and converted it into an electrical signal delivered via neural link to the brain implant of a second “decoder” rat.

It was a simple step to human artists.

“Artists are in this respect easier to work with,” Dr. Schwartz said. “Because they can visualize an entire work at one time.”

Each artist will download just three times to “mind-melders” in the library gallery.

“Why not have ’em put together a medley of earworm songs!” Bent-Northrop’s Wendy Maquera asked. “I wonder which one would stick?” We went to my Interweb friends to work up a set list that included All the Single Ladies, Call Me Maybe, Jenny (867-5309), Old Time Rock and Roll, Pinball Wizard, Take a Letter, Maria, Tubthumping and Never Gonna Give You Up (with an over-saturated Spoony doing the video dance moves) plus George Thorogood’s Bad to the Bone and I Drink Alone, and a famed horror writer’s suggestion of Bach’s Concerto for Two Violins in D Minor or Tuvan throat-singing.

Mr. Blouin has worked out a new the Gregorian Chant that he “guarantees will plant an earworm.” His rendition of Celine Dion’s My Heart Will Go On includes the score and lyrics.

Ms. Gingras “shares the beauty people walk by and never notice” with her iPhone photos. Her piece for this show blends technology with her Franklin County landscape.

After It Rains, Mr. Haugland’s new book of short stories, is coming out in June. He will spin The Photograph for this show. “I’m intrigued that even a dinosaur with technology can simply think about a picture and put the entire story in someone’s head,” he said, “so I’m game.”

The rat study was published in Scientific Reports in January; Dr. Schwartz plans to publish later this year. Apple and Google have already expressed interest in the technology.

Tickets, schedules, and downloadable background materials are available at ticketmaster.allarts.org. Admission is FREE but you must have an advance reservation to participate. Proceeds will benefit local art projects in Franklin County, Vermont.

 

Monetized

First rule of writing: write what you know.

I write a blog which means I do occasionally read OPB (Other People’s Blogs). And when I read, I often comment.

order screenSo.

I seem to have a couple-three logins at different blogging softwares but they all come back to the gmail account associated with the No Puffin Perspective™. They display my own name and everything, since I don’t snipe anonymously.

A friend sent me a link to a LiveJournal blog today. It started an interesting discussion about ownership and privilege; I logged in to make a comment. LiveJournal gave me a couple of options: LiveJournal itself, Facebook, Twitter, Openid, Google, MailRu, Vkontakte, or Anonymously. I won’t autolink my blogging to Facebook or Twitter because you never know what might end up tweeted on your wall. MailRu, founded by Yuri Milner, is the largest Internet company in the Russian-speaking world. I don’t speak Russian. Ditto for Vkontakte. I’ve never bothered to get an Openid because, well, I have gmail.

So I clicked the GooglePaw and gave LiveJournal my email address, fully expecting to see my name and the North Puffin avatar show up. I saw “ext_1649750” and a crash test dummy.

Went looking for a way to change the avatar. Did so.

Google Plus now probably has a low res bird on my page instead of my smiling mug.

Went looking for a way to change the user name. And that’s where the story gets interesting. LiveJournal is perfectly happy to change my public name from what they assigned to what every other account uses. For $15.

I have a better idea.

I deleted my LiveJournal account and I recommend everyone else do the same.