You see I had it laid out so nice This button on the left was goingto play the podcast of last Saturday's On The Media radio show but alas the file is too big to upload so you can find it Pls.
The Golden Age of Content - On the Internet
Paying for what you really want
How to monetize the internet
How to monetize your life
The On The Media, NPR, WNYC radio show last Saturday morning May, 11, had content that I would really pay for each week if it came the way it does ie without any ads and also I don't have to pay anything. Ahh the paradox! Will the internet allow fair profit to content providers and give folks what content or product or service they want? Who really pays for it to exist at all.
I really appreciated the last few minutes summary of the show - Main Points - Nothing is ending here, by way of getting content and nothing is beginning, the future is in flux. Yes the internet age of free content won’t really end but also it doesn’t really exist at all. For serious content providers, we must have an up-to-date business plan for the internet, to continue to offer the content. Many plans are being tried now and they will morph and continue to change. The benefits ultimately going to those who provide what is really wanted and those who pay a fair enough price to keep it coming. In this sense I am now in the same boat as Disney and Ford companies. I do Friday Showing and for the time I spend on it, I think asking non-friends for a donation of $12.00 for a year for the content might just be fair.
Also I'm thinking, at least for me this particular NPR program came just at the right time. There is no winning plan and things are pretty much the same for everyone.
The Weekly Magazine - Friday Showing
For Friday 5/17/13
Recommended Podcast from NPR
- On The Media -
from May 11, 2013 - Friday Showing, comments here.
Car Shots - Pennsylvania Farms Houses Clouds Trees and Hills
Purity and my Mother's stockings.
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BLASON - gleeful mix of HIGH and LOW CULTURE
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Nellie Bly In the Future
Purity and my Mother’s stockings.
Having urges makes us human
Choosing how and when to pursue our urges makes us enlightened.
I like my urges.
You may have heard about the person who said they are glad they don’t like broccoli because if they did like broccoli they’d eat the stuff and they hate it.
This great thinking works in reverse in my case, I like my urges and I’d be sad if I didn’t have them because I’d never pursue them and I really like them.
Urges can lead to the kind of thing we can do in spare time usually called a hobby which keeps us from masturbating too much. The hobby could be model railroading, listening to police scanners or gardening and more.
Railroading is one that kept me away from my Playboys for many hours as a teenager and now that I’m a little older like past 30 I could see getting back into little trains and villages on a table if I had the space.
A gardener who seems to have a serious problem tearing himself away from his hobby to deal with a sad reality is illustrated in The Constant Gardener with Ralph Fiennes as Justin as a bureaucrat who seems removed from human issues and Rachel Weisz as Tessa his wife who is quite the opposite. My recollection of it is that after Justin discovers a truth which could be quite dangerous for him, retreats back into his world of plants in effect rejecting a mission he may have had to protect his wife’s reputation and the people in the global community from a predatory corporation. I would say he revealed the potential downside of hobbying.
When I was very young at a time when I had no idea how old I was I’m quite sure I was imprinted with a sexual image of the kind some say creates a lifelong view of something. My mother sitting at her dressing table was fiddling with something on her leg, I left a dinkey toy car on the rug and asked what she was doing. Seeming annoyed she basically said forget about it. I told her I just wanted to see how she was attaching something. She took a few seconds and showed me how she attached a garter to her stocking. I don’t recall any particular thrill at that time and went back to playing on the floor. As I can still see the image today quite clearly, I sure it was imprinted as a whole new world to discover not with her however.
I think this early sexual imprinting did not ruin me for sex, make me queer or disturb me. Instead I became an early and avid explorer of sexuality. Along with collecting Dinkey Toys, a hobby I had was saving sexual images. In the middle of my elementary school years to the amazement of the other guys I had a collection Playboys I had obtained on my own.
I had a childhood I remember as very sad and nervous and I think the collecting of the photo magazines along with my Dad’s binders of Life magazines and his collection of annual hardbound editions of US Camera for photography lovers, probably led to my early devotion to photography. (continued below)
With my magazine collecting I had the best of two worlds, good material for sexual release and lot’s of great photos I also read much of the stories, enjoyed how the whole thing was put together and felt a certain sanction for enjoying sex when some of my friends were quite apprehensive and I also became unafraid of implications of liking sex. I tended to be suspicious of things people went out of their way to scare me away from, rather like the first time I was shown Reefer Madness and knew right away it was bullshit, one more thing not to be afraid of.
As a teenager, one area I was quite clear about was how to treat girls. I was polite and never known as a groper, predator or womanizer. I always enjoyed being in the company of the other sex without much regard to their prettiness.
I loved to objectify women in my dreams but the real ones were too nice and actually needed, for me to mess around insincerely. I wanted friendships of those who seem real (women) and feel I learned the stupidity of the double standard early as well, I hated bullshit.
So girls and women were never a hobby for me but, Hey Pictures!, well I knew what I liked. It was the nice images which I could create or find in art and photography that remained a source of solace and always an inspiration.
Just as how my mother had me, fed me and changed me using only cloth diapers, always loved me in her unique way, she also I think gave me a great focus for a natural urge other than breasts - legs in nylons with garters. I like this so much and I’m glad I do, it’s an urge I wouldn’t want to do without. Sometimes I worry about boys who grew up only knowing about pantyhose. Actually it seems however, the hetro and I think the gay guys, well for that matter the whole world seems to get along quite fine with their urges so in that sense we have no problem there’ll always be more little urges coming along.
My mother, my grandmothers both of whom were excellent and their mothers going way back, I truly owe a great debt to. I don’t worry if I had the right kind of love for them.
Nana, age 18.
She would have my father,
James H. Wells Jr. in 1900.
My grandmother Nana was a young woman I’m sure I would have wanted to know. Fortunately I did get to have many treasured moments with her before she passed well over 40 years ago, I was a special friend. After she lost her husband James H. Wells, who I only have the vaguest recollections of and her house with a pool for big goldfish in the backyard, I would ride my bike to her rooming house a couple of miles away. One day she asked me out to dinner at the John Evans Restaurant with white table clothes and silver, a date to remember.
My mother's dressing table was like this with a curved front, her mirror was square.
Shakyamuni's
When H&M hired a "plus-size" model to show off the range of sizes for its beachwear, the ad campaign caused much discussion. Model Jennie Runk says it's time we stopped obsessing about size.
I had no idea that my H&M beachwear campaign would receive so much publicity. I'm the quiet type who reads books, plays video games, and might be a little too obsessed with her cat.
So, suddenly having a large amount of publicity was an awkward surprise at first. I found it strange that people made such a fuss about how my body looks in a bikini, since I don't usually give it much thought.
- BBC News Magazine
Jennie Runk
in Le Mépris (1963)
Master provocateur Jean-Luc Godard began his ambitious Hollywood satire (and loose adaptation of Homer's Odyssey) Contempt with a lengthy, unbroken shot of the bare loveliness of Brigitte Bardot (although only from behind). While Godard rapidly changes the color of the light — making us aware of the manipulated, air-brushed, artificial nature of screen goddesses — costar Michel Piccoli enumerates Bardot's physical attributes in a literary device known as blason, gleefully mixing high and low culture. —Christian Blauvelt
BLASON - gleeful mix of HIGH and LOW CULTURE
I've got to see this Jean Luc Godard movie staring Brigitte Bardot
