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The Times Blog

We may be working on slow mode thanks to the big move out of Lux City but that does not mean we have no time to note the big changes* in the Maltese Net World. The Times has chosen to wait for 11 days after the 1st of April to launch its spanking new online look. Thank the man in the sky for that otherwise we’d have suspected this was somebody trying to pull off another of those sophisticated pranks.

So here’s the new Times website lads… nothing more than a standard blog set up for 2011. Is that all they can do? Really? With all the resources at hand? I wonder who’s getting paid for this odd job… some lazy mutt with not much to think of beyond filching off standard templates that can be found on the net at the modicum price (prezz modiku) of 75$ (and that’s when you REALLY want to spend).

One of the greatest drawbacks of the new format will be that the ugly mutts of Bocca & Co will permanently feature at the bottom of the page like some eerie footnote.

Welcome to the Times 2011. It’s like J’accuse 2009… but darker….

*cheers to SL for the tip off.

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J'accuse : Hermes' New Clothes

Hermes the classical Greek God − and not the modern sartorial homonym − had “messenger of the Gods” as his main job description. Clad in nowt but his birthday suit, and often depicted with wingèd limbs, his main business was supposed to be that of the transmission of information among the deities busy playing with the dice of fate and generally fornicating with the more pleasurable parts of the populace. With that in mind, and probably for reasons of expedience, the classics also made Hermes patron of such things as orators and wit, weights and measures, literature and sport and invention, as well as business in general. Think Austin Gatt but sexy when naked.

It would seem that the Olympic deities would share portfolios much like a latter-day Gonzi Cabinet − surely it was less of an attempt at saving the citizens millions of obols and more of a ploy by the priests and sibyls to garner a larger part of the worshipping business. Plus ça change. But back to Hermes, that god of communication and boundaries (and the travellers crossing them). Were we to revive the pagan practice of worshiping patron gods for every nuance in our lives, a rejuvenated Hermes would find that he has a much more challenging job cut out for him.

Proximity

The relationship between geographical distance and information has, over the past few years, been sufficiently twisted as to defy the previously simple laws of physics. Take your average battle in, say, 490 BC. Marathon − the place not the race − and the Persians have just been soundly beaten (or if you believe Herodotus and not Fantozzi then the Persians are about to be engaged) so someone needs to carry some information to someone else (again either “We Won” or “Help”). Enter Pheidippides who volunteers for the run. He goes on foot. It takes him some time and he runs naked.

Take your modern day pitched battle. Say an FA Cup match between deadly rivals Man U and Liverpool. We watch it live in HD in our sitting room. Meanwhile, a pretty miffed multimillionaire player (fully clothed) tweets at the end of the match about how referee Webb might as well have worn a Man U outfit. Thousands read Babel’s (oh so apt) missive and the player is duly fined the next day for having stepped beyond the line of the “player – referee” respectful relationship. All in a matter of minutes.

It’s weird and difficult for our generation to get accustomed to. We who grew up with geography lessons about wheat in Saskatchewan, coffee in Brazil and tea in Ceylon can barely keep up with the information overload at the tips of our fingers. The twisted physics (and geography) is such that the story of floods in Brisbane creates more affinity (what I choose to call a feeling of involvement) than that of the tumult in Tunisia. Sure, the press are to blame (or to shoulder some form of responsibility) − for if they filter the news accordingly then those of us who still depend on local mouthpieces (and by local I mean national) will never hear of General Lebled’s plight in the prisons of Sfax.

Relevance

So are we more deeply moved by the story of Christina Taylor Green, born on 11/9/01 and died in Arizona than by the deaths of civilians in the Tunisian riots? Why does the English speaking press give the Brisbane floods more coverage than those in Rio? Here’s a fact: 537 people are reported dead in Rio de Janeiro and 12,000 made homeless. Australia’s floods killed 16 people. In the weird domino of affinity and relevance you might notice that English-speaking media (and this includes new media) covered the Australian floods much more extensively than the Rio disaster.

Should we be surprised that the Maltese press found more to say about families of “Gozo extraction” (is that like a mine or something?) leaving Brisbane than about the hundreds of Cariocas losing their lives? What does surprise me is the lack of information about the Maltese caught up in the crossfire at Tunisia. Malta made it to the international news thanks to speculation that the defecting President Ben Ali might choose our shores (he preferred Dubai in the end), otherwise our proximity to the land of Carthage counted for nowt insofar as we were concerned. What to make of that?

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There are benefits to this whole business of the new era of information. Gradually, society will develop new filters in which relevance is determined in different ways. It might be anybody’s guess whether the manipulators of information get their hands on those filters first. In any case the openness of the Internet that had hitherto been spreading can only be a boon. I say hitherto because challenges to this form of freedom of expression are evident in all quarters. Whether you like or hate Assange, the latest attacks on his site and supporters are signs of a new pitched battle between the former forces of media control (in the name of the general good) and the new media’s seemingly uncontainable spread.

We are faced with a challenge of working hard on our own personal filters. Armed with i-gadgets bringing us first hand tweets, links and news, we can choose to be passive or active. Hermes’ New Clothes are shiny and can be deceptive. Politicians are still learning to communicate beyond their normal reach (and to deal with the unexpected consequences). Sarah Palin’s double-whammy, thanks to her ill-advised crosshair gaffe, should be a lesson to anybody attempting to abuse the power of communication by stirring up hatred instead of informed dissent.

We can sit back and compare the truths behind Tunisian unrest and protest and Joseph Muscat’s Friday parade in Valletta. On the one hand we had a people against an oppressive regime that went beyond arrogance and lack of respect for rights. On the other hand we are witnessing the fabrication of an opportunistic Opposition that is playing with the toy of public displeasure at current economic downsides without stopping to concretely propose a new way ahead.

Fashions

What will we fashion out of the information available? Muscat mentioned investing in competitiveness. Behind the empty campaigning lies an awful truth: competitiveness is the key to Malta’s future. However, competitiveness can only be sown in a field of merit, accountability and open information. It is not Joseph’s half-baked litany of buzzwords that is needed to give some hope to this country. It is a new generation of non-PLPN politicians who can see beyond the old style propaganda and crowd stirring rhetoric.

Maybe it’s not just Hermes who needs new clothes.

www.akkuza.com invites you to see the video of Tunisia’s freedom rapper General Lebled… Et In Cartago Ego.

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J'accuse : The Power and the Glory

I’ve just left an interesting discussion that I had over the phone with a couple of other people who were also guests on a radio show on Radio Malta. Andrew Azzopardi had invited me to phone in on his popular programme “Ghandi x’Nghid” (“I’ve got something to say”) and the subject was the Internet. Thanks to the marvels of technology (the one attributed to Alexander Graham Bell and not the one credited to Tim Berners Lee), I was able to join the Saturday morning chat show from the comfort of my living room in the company of a double-espresso and the marvellous view of snow-sprinkled Rue de Bragance.

It turns out that Andrew’s show on Radio Malta is a very popular corner of the radio listening world with an average listenership of around 12,000. I must confess that I do not often tune in to radios notwithstanding the possibilities that are available for streaming in the digital world; on the other hand I do like to look up a podcast or two that can be played back at one’s convenience without the restrictions of having to get out of bed early on a weekend. Andrew’s programme is not yet available as a podcast or as an archived stream – which is a pity because I am sure it would add to its current listener base of the early Saturday birds.

Back to the programme. We spoke about the “Internet” and, as with all programmes that tackle a behemoth of a subject such as the net, it was impossible to condense all the thoughts of the various guests into the hour or so that was available. I find it intriguing that discussions about the net will inevitably follow a trail that leads to discussions on “power” and “control”. It makes you wonder whether post-promethean homo sapiens discussed the pros and cons of the flame and fire in much the same way. Promoters of “Hey, it’s brill when applied carefully to the mammoth steak” would join “I love the way I can find my way through the forest at night” in arguing with “Did you see how Ugg went up in smoke the moment he got too close to the shiny thing?” on the benefits and drawbacks of Prometheus’s stolen gift.

Powerful thoughts

Thankfully, Tim Berners Lee was never bound to a rock and no eagle was ordered to repeatedly tear out his liver as a punishment for discovering the Internet. Nor for that matter will Mark Zuckerberg ever turn into flowers while gazing at his immense genius mirrored in a stream. The discussion on the power and control of the new medium that embraces a myriad possibilities will rage on however. There will always be those who want to police the web in order to guarantee safety and those who feel more comfortable sticking two fingers up at the boys in blue and who have more faith in society’s ability to regulate itself.

Upon reflection, if we were to ask the Pythonesque question “What has the Internet done for us?” we might attempt a sort of reply. While every development in communication has in some way “empowered” homo sapiens (from writing to the book to the radio to the TV), Internet brings three important “improvements” (not always innovations) and these are Immediacy, Accessibility and Interaction (thanks Liz Groves of Island Books for the real-time grammatical tip). It’s quick, it’s open to all and, even more than any of its predecessors as a medium, it is heavily interactive.

So where does power come into it? Well it’s all about Adam, Eve and the apple in the end (credit to mother for the inspiration). Because while all this immediate, accessible and interactive exchange is going on, the primary bit of currency being traded in this global network is the one that is at the origin of every primordial story in every culture: knowledge… “And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed”. And what is knowledge, dear reader of deadwood media, if not the key to all power?

Tower of Babel

Once we view the Internet’s spread from the perspective of knowledge then the picture becomes a tad bit clearer. Bereft of the confusing masks that the new technology might wear in its different forms we begin to notice a pattern. Look at China and its gargantuan efforts to control the contents of everything. Look at collaborative Wiki projects from -pedia to -leaks and see the levels of power constantly changing. The naked truth of Zuckerberg’s toy pervading your everyday life with apps for your delectation is all the more clear. The battleground for the universal allegiance to a platform or a “graph” is exposed in all its nudity.

Taken to another level, the fear of exposure, of privacy, of vilification is understood for what it is. As I had the opportunity to mention in a Dissett episode a while back, the “internet” (or parts of it) has the effect of holding up a huge mirror to society – Adam and Eve realising their nakedness – and sometimes we do not like what we see. The battle for knowledge – what knowledge is shared and what is not – has raged from time immemorial. Luther’s reformation centred on the availability of more knowledge to more people. Reading sacred texts in one’s own vernacular had an immense emancipatory effect on the population of Europe while at the same time leading to a century of fratricide and bloodshed.

Orwellian theorists will be thrilled to expose the “Big Brother” style conspiracy of controlled and measured information. Communist/fascist extremes of control are counterbalanced by the liberties in liberal democracies advocating self-control. We tend to experience more of the middle way as we settle down to “cope” with the powerful means at our disposal. Controlling the sharing of knowledge is not simply a matter of Internet policy though. It exists with or without Internet.

Fish ponds

Until social media were available, the traditional media could get away with a fair share of spinning. Only last Thursday Daphne Caruana Galizia wondered whether “the growth of the media pool has led to the creation of a sort of alternative fish pond, with those who swim in it speaking mainly to each other and building up issues and stories that don’t really exist”. There’s no doubt that this is often the case: this fish-pondism. When you have a multiplicity of agendas and/or perspectives this is bound to be the case. Media institutions like the papers of the English Sunday press might prefer to highlight different issues. When political interests get intertwined with the communicating (the technical term is spinning), then the need to control what knowledge is available gets more interesting.

Daphne chose to point out the fish-pondism to criticise the current fetish with what we could agree to define as non-stories like the issue about the Dwejra sand. Of course what Daphne will not say is that she has often engaged in fish-pondism herself. I am probably guilty of doing so too. The truth is that with non-immediate, non-interactive media this is always possible. You can choose to cocoon yourself in your own reality and within your own parameters. The medium you use can be tailored for your needs: whether it is Daphne’s 900-word column, Bondi’s Plus, Peppi’s Xarabank or a One/Net TV news item, you pick and choose what you want the audience to read, hear, see.

Fish-pondism is not the exclusivity of self-referential press but spreads to opinion columnists and even to bloggers who exercise excessive moderation to give a false shape to the “discussion” on their blog. The unwillingness to engage beyond one’s own turf: to play “away” as football jargon would have it, is a direct result of what is probably an inability to engage with neutral rules.

Columnist David Friggieri has declared that Xarabank has won the cultural war. The statement is wrong or incomplete. Xarabank may be winning the battle by outshouting the other voices but there are voices on the other side and they have not given up. These are the voices that are confidently dismissed by those who monopolise the traditional media with some uninformed excuse that they are “boring” or “uninteresting”, but these voices have the new media to thank and are gearing up for new battles.

Beach Head

Fish-pondism is the media equivalent of putting their hands on their ears and yelling “nanananana” in the hope that your different opinion will eventually go away. If that does not work they might resort to vilification, personal attacks and threats, but it only serves to point out that you (or rather, your opinion) are dangerous and that they are no longer comfortable in their cocoon. The rules of the battle are shifting and there is only so much time before the dry formula of a Where’s Everybody programme runs out of new ways to deliver a monotone message.

The Beach Head for the change that is still happening in Malta is the world of social communication. Facebook, Twitter and blogs are still settling in the social mindset. The big challenge ahead will be the development of value networking – when the citizen learns that empowerment is not simply getting hooked to the net but using it wisely so as not to be dismissed with the general crowd of commentators and hate-mongers (trolls in jargon) that have tended to populate the dark ages of early social networking in Malta.

Which is where we lead to education. The young people of today grow up in an atmosphere of Twitter and Facebook while automatically texting. They will review their literature books using summaries available on some Wiki and will process loads of information through this filter. I believe that the educational system must show an awareness of this potential not by emulating the fish pond and controlling the agenda but by imparting solid social values that could be just as useful in the street as they are on Facebook and Twitter. Twitterers or facebookers are still homo sapiens sapiens after all!

WWW

It’s the web stupid. In Italy the student movement is making full use of the social media to protest en masse. Even the media was taken by surprise at the speed with which thousands of students converged en masse on different monuments to make their point. Knowledge. Communication. Power. There is hope yet. I get the feeling that Malta’s leaders fail to recognise the importance of having a net-savvy population. Sure we have agencies and institutes supposedly working on projects such as e-government but you get the feeling that there is a fish-pondism of political sorts going on in the IT industry that fails to encourage innovation and fails to provide opportunities based on merit – preferring to cocoon itself with in-house jobs.

Missing the bus on this huge opportunity to invest in developing the best HR money can buy would be a huge disaster for our tiny country that cannot boast of too many resources beyond the human. Remaining “stupid” on an IT level would only be a blessing for the various fish ponds that currently dominate the dissemination and exchange of knowledge in the more traditional networks – political and mediatic. It’s useless claiming that we’d love a SmartMalta when all we do seems to point to a StupidMalta in the making.

The problem with fish ponds is that they risk getting stagnant after a while. Time to change the water?

www.akkuza.com comes to you live from snow-sprinkled Luxembourg for your knowledgeable delectation.

(Article appeared on The Malta Independent on Sunday on 28th November 2010)

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Ingriterra

Take a quick tour of the written and spoken media on the Maltese islands and you notice that such linguistic delicacies as “dutchboard” and “spartan plug” (dashboard and sparking plug) are not exclusive to the stereotypical “hamallu” that first springs to mind. One of the most painful recurrences on Facebook is the word that people insist on spelling as “definAtely”. There’s definitely no “A” in definitely. When it comes to TV the word that really jars – in Maltese – is the Maltese name for England. I’ve heard both Peppi Azzopardi and the guy who presents Realtà on One TV refer to l-INGRITERRA that sounds like some talcum powder for Ingrid.

It’s Ingilterra. I’m sure Peppi and Realtà guy don’t say l-INGRIZI. What would that be? The in-people wearing gray? Both Peppi and Realtà guy seem to also be intent on killing the word “insurance”. I am quite sure that “INXJURINS” pains others and not just me… have you heard of any other words being massacred lately? Share please.

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