Posts from December 2003

‘Goodbye my most beautiful year…’

‘Goodbye my most beautiful year…’
: Mohammad at Omar‘s Iraqi blog has a magnificent post heralding the close of 2003:

Good bye 2003, good bye my most beautiful year. I’ll grieve your end and sing your legend as long as I live.

You made my greatest dream come true.

I know that the coming years will bring all the good to my country, simply because we have put our feet on the right path.

The will of the good have achieved victory, and that is enough for me to be optimistic, but those will not be as special as you were

2003; the year of freedom.

Before you I was mute, and here goes my tongue praying for the best,

Before you I was hand-cuffed, and here are my hands free to write,

Before you my mind was tied to one thought and here I find wide horizons and greater thoughts,

Before you I was isolated, and here I join the wide universe.

I will never forget you; you broke the chains for my people….

: Ays adds:

The most important event in 2003 was the capture of SH, it was my dream and the dream of millions of Iraqis.

That’s what I need: a blog Boswell

That’s what I need: a blog Boswell
: I’m sorry, but the tone of Lessig News always grates me like a Paris Hilton interview. It’s so damned odd to have somebody writing about you in third person on your own web space:

In the latest issue of Wired, Paul Boutin calls for Professor Lessig

Our online compatriot jailed in Vietnam

Our online compatriot jailed in Vietnam
: A journalist in Vietnam has been sentenced to seven years in prison for what he wrote online (Human Rights Watch letter here).

China, Iran, Vietnam — the list of countries jailing people for what they write on the Internet is, tragically, growing.

More talk

More talk
: I’m thinking about starting a forum. What do you think?

Our future

Our future
: George Simpson, media PR man extraordinaire, predicts our fate for 2004 in Media Daily News:

At 3:09 (EST) on June 14th, blogging comes to an abrupt end when the last person writes the last thing they can think of. The sun comes up as usual on June 15th. Jeff Jarvis asks his wife if a tree falling in the woods still makes a sound if no one hears it.

[via a snickering Choire]