Category Archives: Random remarks

It’s funny because it’s true. And sometimes it’s not. But still.

Croc off!

People say I should not wear my crocs in public, because they are ugly.

Bof! This is half the reason I DO wear them (they are also supremely comfortable).

In fact, crocs are to the emancipated man what cigarettes were to the emancipated woman: A perfectly passive-aggressive way of saying f*ck you to reactionaries, uptight meddlers and anal-retentives.

Radio: Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose

Happy World Radio Day, everybody! The 2018 theme is radio and sports, but never mind that.

As has been evident for some time, although wide adoption doubtless will take some time, podcasting is the new radio: Available on demand, episodic content, high quality and covering a bewildering number of finely sliced niche markets.

I wish I had the energy to launch my own podcast (on the enlightened holy practice of not giving a f**k), but en attendant Godot, here are some of my current favorites:

UPDATE Feb 19: Stumbled upon and pondering an interesting point from Quartz – “Live podcast recordings ruin everything that makes podcasts great

They go against everything I love about the medium of podcasting itself: that it is calming to listen to, not audibly jarring or interruptive, and I feel like the hosts or guests are talking to just me. Whereas public radio greats have an air of authority by mere virtue of being on NPR, the connection I build up with certain podcast hosts I listened to “before they were cool” feels genuine. The fact that it’s not reciprocal doesn’t matter much—until they invite an audience of people into my ears to shatter the illusion. They begin making jokes for the audience, not for me. The grating sound of applause or laughter fills the pauses that usually give me space to ponder. The echo of a theater sounds like the opposite of the uncommon silence of a studio I usually cherish.

As usual with Quartz, there is a discussion of opposing arguments as well. Still, I think I agree mostly with what Rosie Spinks is saying. Live audiences very seldom make a podcast better, but frequently interject.

Public drunkenness has lost its mojo

Why don’t drunk people sing anymore?

Admittedly, it’s been a while since I dragged myself through the indecency of public drunkenness. But in my memory it had some glory to it when all or most in the crew were able to carry a local tune all the way home through the city centre. Haven’t heard that much this holiday season.

It’s probably the internet’s fault.