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Me, Quoted

I have been quoted in a couple of articles recently, both relating to free speech issues in the UK.
First, I was interviewed by The Booksller magazine, about the government’s proposed law on Criminal Memoirs:

Robert Sharp, campaign manager for English PEN, said publishers still had time to intervene, as the law would not be voted on until after the summer recess. “We have time to play for,” he said. “We would advise that people concerned about this should lobby the Secretary of State for Justice, Jack Straw, or Maria Eagle MP, to revist the bill, to run wider consultation, and come up with more clearly defined, narrower proposals.”
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He also warned of “mission creep” arising. “You [could] have a law supposedly about mad gangsters boasting about how they stabbed someone, suddenly being used against someone writing about their harrowing journey through the criminal justice system.”

PEN will be refining these arguments for a campaign in the autumn.
I was also interviewed on the subject of UK libel laws by De Nieuwe Reporter, a Dutch magazine.  Here’s the money quote (literally):

‘Zelfs als ze zeker weten dat ze geen fouten hebben gemaakt, dan nog worden kranten en uitgeverijen gecensureerd door hun verzekeringsmaatschappijen omdat de financiële risico’s te groot zijn’, zegt Robert Sharp. ‘Het stelt rijke mensen in staat om een spelletje ‘High Stakes Poker’ te spelen, waarbij degene met het meeste geld uiteindelijk altijd wint.’

The article is in Dutch, but Google gives an English approximation.

Momus and the 'Classic' Aesthetic

I’ve been aware of the digital artist and musician momus for a while, but didn’t ever think to look for his blog. Thankfully, as so often, Jason Kottke points the way, highlighting an early summary of what the noughties has been about.

By decade’s end, though, blogging was imploding, whittling itself down to wispy microblogging and phatic status updates. The question “What are you doing?” has never been answered more, or imported less. Meanwhile, about 80% of the world’s population aren’t on the internet. What are they doing? Carrying water, and working for the Chinese.

Also, this appraisal of the trend to ‘classic’ design caught my eye, following the Retro-Aesthetic-Packaging-Round-Up we had at the beginning of the year:

…everything from Mac computers to Coke got rebranded as “Classic” — the unique selling point being a fetishized reversion to a “timeless” plain vanilla form of things, an ethical investment in solid, sensible practicality. This Apollonian-Vanilla “return to simplicity and utility” (super-protestant, eco-conservative, but also a kind of ancestor worship) ties in with consumer guilt about excess — it’s the anorexic antithesis to consumerist bulimia.

The Treehouse Gallery

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There’s a great little project happening in Regents Park at the moment.  The Treehouse Gallery is an ever growing collective of artists, designers, musicians and educators, who have constructed their own public space in which to hold exhibitions and events.
I’ve been following the development of the events schedule for a few weeks now, which is steadily filling up with workshops and other events, but I don’t see much in the way of debates programmed.  Surely some LibCon readers and writers could get together to argue about something?  Localism is a live debate at the moment, and would seem a perfect topic to discuss in a community-made space.  CSJ?  Fabians? Demos? SMF?

Stalking Shawn

Many landlubbers love the shipping forecast on the radio.  The cryptic figures for wind speed and precipitation are soothing and mantra-like, and provide a comforting and consistent start to the day for thousands of listeners who have no idea what they mean.
Online, I find the tweets of my friend Shawn Micallef fulfil a similar function.  Amid the constant bombardment of political messages, there is Shawn, always Shawn, with his relentless observations of Toronto psychogeography:
https://twitter.com/shawnmicallef/status/2847244251
https://twitter.com/shawnmicallef/status/2850036900
I know what the individual words mean, but the place he is describing is an utter unknown.  I have never visited Toronto, and without that context, the place names are a mystery.  I conjure up quite literal interpretations of what each street might look like, or what the acronyms might stand for.  And whenever he mentions Spadina, I think of spandex.
How strange, then, to discover that Shawn is in the UK, and tweeting about London.  It is also a city of ridiculous and inappropriate names (Hackney Wick, Angel, India Quays, New Cross Gate, Forest Hill, High Holborn), only now Shawn’s nibble-sized thoughts are suddenly contextualised, and I can visualise exactly where he is walking, almost trace his steps.
And that thought, “I can almost trace his steps”, is what occurred to me on Friday evening.  Alone and listless in South East London, I decided to do something weird.  I decided to use twitter to re-trace Shawn’s steps.  I decided to… Stalk Shawn.  His regular twitter updates would act as electronic breadcrumbs.  Could they lead me, in the dark, through a city of seven-and-a-half million people and 660 square miles, to a specific, bespectacled Canadian flâneur?  My own twitter updates are below: scroll through to relive the chase.

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