I made the switch to a Mac late last year, and I am now in the process of learning more about OS X. I will still use Windows-machines, primarily for work, but I suspect that I will be pretty Mac- of Linux/Unix-centric from now on for my own needs.
There are a lot of things to learn!
This week, I finally figured out about pinboard.in – a bookmarking system that for me replaces the use I had for del.icio.us back then. I was a pretty enthusiastic del-user, but a while after the sale to Yahoo, the service became so bad that I stopped using it. For different reasons, I didn’t find another bookmarking system, so for years I just didn’t bookmark things, or I used Browser bookmarks, which still wasn’t very efficient for my needs. (“What folder should I put this bookmark in? How can I find my bookmarks again efficiently?”)
The incident in Paris this morning has stuck with me most of the day.
I have always been a defender of freedom of speech. But that freedom also includes the freedom to criticise others. Just because we are “tolerant” to others, their way of life, their religion, their political opinion or whatever, this does not mean that we should just “let them do their thing un-interrupted”. Of course not. If you are religious, and someone is mocking that religion, it’s your right to express your outrage.
But guns as a weapon against someone who wrote a cartoon you don’t like? Idiotic.
I don’t watch ESPN, but today the death of Stuart Scott came on my radar. So I watched this video, and I get why this man was so popular.
ESPN published this video tribute today:
— Rachel Nichols (@Rachel__Nichols) January 4, 2015
And finally Jimmy V‘s speech from years back where he uttered those famous words “Don’t Give Up . . . Don’t Ever Give Up”
RIP, Stuart Scott.
Technology is a tool: it is a process by which political and human desires are instantiated in the world. What is significant about that instantiation is that it must take a visible form. It may be a written, readable code, or a physical infrastructure in the landscape: servers in data centres, cameras on poles by the roadside, rusting signs on forecourt walls declaring the owner’s intentions.
When there is pressure to obscure that infrastructure — camouflaging cameras, closing down networks, or blocking freedom of information requests — a corresponding pressure is exerted on the very democracy it purports to uphold.
It’s long, but worth it in my book.
Adland posted this tweet today, and we had a quick Twitter discussion about it: How do we break free from habits? How do we evolve?
With timehop people don’t even need to tweet any more, they can just recycle 2007.
— Adland (@adland) January 4, 2015
This fits well into my general question these days, that I also wrote about yesterday: How to break free from the
After just a few days of paying attention to my twitter stream, I today noticed that
Whenever I return to TW, I am amazed at the onslaught of content. TW affects my reading > more shallow, ping pong betw ideas. Nonproductive?
— Raymond Kristiansen (@dltq) January 4, 2015
And I don’t want to return to blogging, and twitter, and Facebook, and just do the same that I did before. Because i already did that – I wrote countless blog entries, and published videos, and posted almost 10K tweets, and I felt like it wasn’t leading to anywhere new; the paths were already established, and even though I kept my content-producing eclectic, I felt like I was just spending a ton of time doing things which – yes – gave me lots of new information, but that new information rarely gave me much pleasure.
I guess it breaks down to this:
* Recycle content, from others or from myself. They keep me rooted in things I believe in. It’s like reading a book filled with texts that are thousands of years old if you are religious. It’s a reminder, a meditation on ‘eternal truths’.
* Iterate content. Re-write that old blog-post from 2007, change, expand, make into something else perhaps?
* Create new content, break new ground. Technological advances often give us this excuse. In 2011, because I was tired of Facebook and Twitter, I became very interested in the then new Google+ network, and I used that tool in new ways, ways that Twitter for instance wouldn’t allow me.
But creating new doesn’t mean we forget the past; our own, or others. We use the source material, we mix and match, we create new context, and then something new comes forth.
But is it enough? Or are we still working within the same old paths of making smaller adjustments of things instead of – properly – finding new meaning and expressing that?
This is a theme I will continue to write about the coming days and weeks. Category: Real new?
When I was a teenager, I wanted to be an author, like my grandmother. When I was in 5th grade, I lived with her in her apartment in Åsgårdstrand south of Oslo. When I was 19, I moved to Bergen after 7 years in Denmark, and I started studying at the University of Bergen. I then also worked as a volunteer At Det Akademiske Kvarter, which is a student culture house in Bergen.
In 1998, Neil Gaiman came to Bergen, and he did a reading at the Kvarteret. I was then working for the internal magazine at Kvarteret, and I arranged to interview him. So, in the evening after his reading of some novel he had written, we were some people who went to a restaurant. I interviewed him, fumbling with my papers and my questions. I knew his work, of course, having been a big fan of The Sandman for years, and also enjoying his ‘Stardust’ graphic novel, illustrated by
Dave McKean Charles Vess (edit: thanks to a reader, I was reminded that it of course was Vess that did Stardust).
I gave him a print-out of a short story that I had written, called ‘The House’. It was so terrible! It was so bad. After giving it to him, I re-read my short story many times, and the weaknesses of everything in that piece of garbage stared me in the face, mocking me.
So, after that, I silently stopped dreaming about becoming a Writer.
Now, On January 1st, 2015, I am sitting here, and I am thinking back to my meeting with Neil, and my years in-between. What has happened in those years, and – more importantly – what has not happened.
I started my first blog on LiveJournal in ’99, when I was working as a manager of sorts of a Computer Cafe in Bergen called “Dataport”. Since then, I had dabbled with online media, first in the text format of the blog, and then later on in video. Despite my very visual approach to life, I had not been very interested in videos before then. Never did any home movies, and I rarely took much interest in taking pictures of myself. But discovering videoblogging changed that, and for about five years, from late 2004, until late 2009, I published videos, most of them spur of the moment things where I documented a moment (or ‘Moment-showing’ as Jay Dedman called it).
Over the years, I published thousands of blog posts or videos, but at some point I lost the inspiration for doing it. It felt like just being a mouse running on it’s wheel.
So in 2009, I gradually stopped. I still did some sprints, for instance with Google+ in 2011, but that was mostly because it was a new social network to explore, and the tragedy of that summer compelled me to write.
The autumn of 2014, I suddenly stopped in early September. I stopped checking twitter, and Facebook became something I checked once a week mostly to see if I had new personal messages. I didn’t bother to state that I was on a social media hiatus, or to deactivate my Facebook account (something that I had done twice before, and each time my break lasted only a few months).
I didn’t miss it while I was gone. I was enjoying my offline life.
But now, in this new year, I returned. And since my first blog post here on RMND (I am writing this on Jan 3rd, I started this blog entry on Jan 1st), I have wondered what would inspire me the most. What would make me feel compelled to doing this?
My motivations are split among these:
A) To later remember what I was thinking back then.
B) To practice my writing.
C) To connect with new people and new ideas.
At the moment, I am still figuring out how to move from those motivations to something that truly and utterly inspires me. I will figure it out, and I will write about that process.
The goal is to have this blog running for at least 5 years from now. 5 years – that’s over 1500 days. 1500 days with blank sheets of paper to fill with whatever I want.
I have always been a fan of long-form on the internet. Personal blog posts, and articles, that are long enough for you to actually pay attention, learn something, slow your pace, and explore the topic.
When Medium.com was launched and appeared on my radar, I started reading some of the content on there with great interest. I tried the site myself as a writer, and even though I liked the implementation of the website, I ended up not using it much. But as a reader, I love it!
I wonder how Medium will influence other websites within the ‘social media’ space over the next years.