Posts from August 2003

Ah, irony

Ah, irony
: Maciej Ceglowski points us with glee to “an essay about the importance of linking to others, where all the hyperlinks just point back to himself. You can’t make this stuff up.”

: I want to make clear up here on the front page, and not just in the comments, that I’m not bashing, criticizing, ridiculing, or otherwise piling on Dave Winer with this. I know I’m linking to a piler-on. But I wasn’t piling. As I say in the comments: The irony is cheap, I grant, but I found it funny. It’s a good-natured rib, nothing more.

And I’m saying this out here, to be clear, just because the butane has been turned up high lately and I understand Dave interpretting a rib as a jab. It’s not.

Everybody clear on that?

The worst job in journalism II

The worst job in journalism II
: Tim Porter goes to the fraternity of ombudsmen (a fun group) to get career advice for the soon-to-be-named New York Times ombudsman. I would suggest Tums and a good shrink.

Style, defined

Style, defined
: Neon-blue fingernails.

Pray for them. They need it.

Pray for them. They need it.
: Well, the Episcopalians certainly are mucking this up.

Airport insecurity

Airport insecurity
: In relation to the jerks, below, who thought they were being cute disrupting air travel security, note this warning from the TSA:

Talk to your children before coming to the airport and let them know that it’s against the law to make threats such as, “I have a bomb in my bag.” Threats made jokingly (even by a child) can result in the entire family being delayed and could result in fines.