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A wealthy young white man who refuses to, for one second, consider what it must be like to be a woman, or a minority, or a member of the lower class, or old. A man whose words mean less than nothing.
pitchfork media via cartoonbrew.com
The third most famous band from Aberdeen, the Melvins, talk about their “disastrous” first tour, accompanied by appropriately simple Flash animation. (The second most famous band from Aberdeen, of course, is Metal Church.)
visual.ly
perfect sound forever, via furious.com
An earlier version misstated the term Mr. Vidal called William F. Buckley Jr. in a debate. It was crypto-Nazi, not crypto-fascist.
1931 soviet book jacket; new york public library via allmyeyes.blogspot.com
A cowering man in a suit on the screen, waving his hands in front of his face and begging Robocop not to kill him for profiting, for draining the United States dry and exploiting the pain and hard work of others, for doing what businessmen do.
kiro-tv via marty corey
The last time the city seemed in this much mourning over a single death was for another media personality, Dave Niehaus. And he’d only been part of the Seattle zeitgeist since 1977.
Wedes had been western Washington’s surrogate dad since 1958, when he starred in KIRO-TV’s first local show on the station’s first day on the air.
He’d already played several kidvid roles on Minneapolis TV. He took over the “J.P. Patches” character name and makeup design (originally a creepy unibrow look) from another Twin Cities actor, then took that with him to Seattle.
Even after most of the other local kids’ hosts around the country hung up their respective hats, KIRO kept the Patches show going. Even the legendary network show Captain Kangaroo had only its second half-hour seen here, because J.P. commanded the 7:30-8:30 a.m. hour.
At his peak, Wedes had a morning show, an afternoon show, and a Saturday morning show to boot (Patches’ Magic Carpet). Along with loyal sidekick Bob Newman (as Gertrude, Ketchikan the Animal Man, and assorted other characters), Wedes masterminded a mostly ad-libbed realm of clever wordplay and character-based gags. He didn’t really do normal “clown” bits, such as juggling or pantomime comedy. J.P. was a character all his own, who just happened to wear greasepaint.
Ensconced in his “magic house” at the City Dump (which, in real life, was where the University Village mall is now), he presided over a supporting cast of humans, quasi-humans, and puppets (almost all played by Newman), going through happy little comedy skits and slapstick storylines in between cartoons and commercials (the latter of which Wedes performed live until the Feds said he couldn’t anymore).
And he kept doing it until 1981, well after national advertisers and cartoon syndicators stopped servicing his kind of local shows. At its end, it had been the longest-running local kids’ show in the country.
KIRO kept him on the payroll as a floor director until 1990.
And he maintained a personal-appearance schedule, donning the costume and the makeup for everything from county fairs to Soundgarden concerts.
A statue of J.P. and Gertrude was erected in Fremont in 2008. A version of the show’s set was rebuilt at the nearby History House. Archie McPhee’s made a bobblehead figure. Wedes and Bryan Johnston co-authored a coffee-table book of Patches show memories. Wedes and Newman appeared on several KCTS pledge-drive specials, built around home-video compilations of the show’s existing episodes (of which, alas, there aren’t many).
Finally, Wedes felt the need to stop these appearances last autumn, when his blood cancer got too bad.
But the love remained.
His show’s purpose had been to sell sneakers and junk food to impressionable tots. But he had a sincerity that shone through both the jokes and the merchandising.
And people got it. Even people who’d not seen the original show, but had only known Wedes from the later live appearances.
To close, here’s what KIRO’s retrospective newscast quoted Wedes as having been his show’s only message: “Have fun, take care of your parents and your brothers and sisters, and be a good friend to everyone.”
buzzfeed.com
Future John Galts would have to sleep in castles, behind a wall of guards protecting them from us. A philosophy that detests the “gun” of government coercion would survive only by imposing such coercion on everyone else. The masters of a Randian society would rule a wasteland of clear cuts, poisoned streams, and empty seas, except for those patches they personally owned and protected.
themediaonline.co.za
I’ve recently become obsessed with deliberately awful online writing.
By this I specifically mean copy that’s not really meant to be read by humans, only by Google’s search-engine algorithms. (The term in the trade is “SEO,” for “search engine optimization.”)
Texts are stuffed with “keywords” and boldfaced (or “strong”) phrases. The pages may have their own domain names, chosen to be close to whatever a search user is really looking for. Header tags and other “metadata,” unseen by the reader but seen by the search engine, are endlessly tweaked for optimum pickup.
These pages can be some of the least useful, least informative, and least readable stuff in the whole WWW.
This is particularly annoying when the pages deal with self-help and how-to topics (which is most of the time).
Partly that’s because a lot of it comes out of low-paying “content mill” operations, who outsource a lot of their work to Third World contractors of questionable English-language skills.
And partly it’s because the mills generally don’t give a darn about communicating any knowledge, only about gaming the system for a few bucks.
The business model is that you get your page ranked high in searches. Then you convert those page views into income, by pasting in either Google’s own “AdWords” slots or “affiliate ads” for Amazon and others that pay the site a sliver of any sales (or both).
The propagators and champions of SEO can be as annoyingly hype-laden as any other “web gurus.” They’re not only unapologetic for the formulaic blandness of their product, they’re proud of it. One guy known as “Webwordslinger” (real name: Paul Lalley) even boasts that…
Bill Shakespeare–you know, The Bard–would have made a terrible web writer. He never gave a thought to keyword density and didn’t even know what strong text was or how to use it in web writing.
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If this kind of bad Web writing exists solely to make money, then it’s even more stunning to see examples that don’t even have the monetization part figured out.
A kind reader recently referred me to an extremely unofficial site promoting the Seattle Great Wheel, the Seattle waterfront’s new star attraction.
Only the site, “Pier57ferriswheel.com,” seems to have no affiliate links and definitely has no AdWords links.
What it does have is warmed-over text rewritten from other sites about the Great Wheel, and a little link at the bottom for the Wheel’s official page (or rather, for its official Facebook page).
Some critics would look at all the bad commercial copy online and claim proof that Americans (or at least Americans younger than themselves) have become a nation of illiterate boobs.
I have a different take.
I say that, instead, the written word has become more important than ever.
The written word is the lifeblood of commerce in the Internet Age. Far more than it was in the days when magazines and TV ruled marketing.
But too few of the bureaucrats and hotshot entrepreneurs in charge realize this.
They think they can throw up the cheapest trash they can get and just manipulate it into profits, by using ever-trickier shticks (including “article spinning” software!).
But it doesn’t work that way. Not in the long term.
Google-ranking is a fad. Heck, Google itself might turn out to be a fad.
To establish a “brand,” to sell stuff, or to simply stand out from the crowd, you’ve gotta take your text seriously.
It’s an art (or at least a craft), not a formula.
And it takes a professional to do it up right.
Someone, say, like me.
…the value of digital ads decreases every quarter, a consequence of their simultaneous ineffectiveness and efficiency. The nature of people’s behavior on the Web and of how they interact with advertising, as well as the character of those ads themselves and their inability to command real attention, has meant a marked decline in advertising’s impact.… I don’t know anyone in the ad-Web business who isn’t engaged in a relentless, demoralizing, no-exit operation to realign costs with falling per-user revenues, or who isn’t manically inflating traffic to compensate for ever-lower per-user value.
…the value of digital ads decreases every quarter, a consequence of their simultaneous ineffectiveness and efficiency. The nature of people’s behavior on the Web and of how they interact with advertising, as well as the character of those ads themselves and their inability to command real attention, has meant a marked decline in advertising’s impact.…
I don’t know anyone in the ad-Web business who isn’t engaged in a relentless, demoralizing, no-exit operation to realign costs with falling per-user revenues, or who isn’t manically inflating traffic to compensate for ever-lower per-user value.
npr.org
It is with a heavy heart that we must say goodbye to Publicola, for three years the go-to site for insider wonk-knowledge about Seattle political minutae.
Josh Feit and Erica C. Barnett studiously roved the corridors of City Hall and associated parties, fundraisers, caucus meetings, and planning conferences, always coming back with clear, engaging reports.
But, as we previously noted in regards to the equally ambitious SportsPress Northwest, local content sites just can’t make in on banner ads alone.
Goodness knows, Feit and Barnett did all they could.
They added arts and entertainment reviewers (officially billed on-site as the “Nerds”), then dropped them when their contributions didn’t lead to added revenue.
Later they did the same with veteran crime reporter Jonah Spangenthal-Lee.
More lately, their initial financial backers pulled out. Feit and Barnett asked for donations from readers to keep the site going. That helped them to meet an immediate cash shortage.
But Feit, Barnett, and their initial backers knew the site’s long-term prospects as a for-profit, stand-alone entity were poor.
So Publicola, as its own thing, is shutting down.
But Crosscut.com, Seattle Weekly founder David Brewster’s nonprofit local commentary/analysis site, is bringing Feit and Barnett on board. Their coverage will continue at Crosscut in twice-daily installments. Brewster and co. will stage a fund drive to support permanent employment for the two.
udhcmh.tumblr.com
to earn enough money so that you can behave in a way that makes the very existence of other people irrelevant.… Wall Street is far too self-absorbed to be concerned with the outside world unless it is forced to. But Wall Street is also, on the whole, a very unhappy place. While there is always the whisper that maybe you too can one day earn fuck-you money, at the end of a long day, sometimes all you take with you are your misguided feelings of self-righteousness.
to earn enough money so that you can behave in a way that makes the very existence of other people irrelevant.…
Wall Street is far too self-absorbed to be concerned with the outside world unless it is forced to. But Wall Street is also, on the whole, a very unhappy place. While there is always the whisper that maybe you too can one day earn fuck-you money, at the end of a long day, sometimes all you take with you are your misguided feelings of self-righteousness.
The Guardian parsed the NY Times‘ latest financial numbers. Some of its conclusions: