Even after 14 years, I still enjoy my Internet connection more than I ever enjoyed TV. Today I ran into a piece written by a feminist who thought it was time to defend Sarah Palin. She wrote the following;
<<<< I thought Americans would be proud of her nomination, whether we agreed or disagreed with her on the issues. Was I in for a shock. <<<<
This is the attitude that caused the downfall of feminism I guess. We are all supposed to be proud of women if they accomplish something and treat it as a miracle. Reminds me of a National Geographic documentary I once saw: "Look at that monkey cracking a nut with a stone!"
Give me a (US) female candidate who is not too shy to tell the world that she is a devout Christian *and* a lesbian, maybe then I will be impressed. Or a male politician admitting that he is gay without stepping down.
I am not going to flame this article, because I am sure the author means well. And I can also see that most of Palins texts are scripted by a campaign team, so there must be more to her than we get to hear and see. The main reason I post this entry, is because I want to keep the piece for reference in my archive: Voices of a dying breed.
Loyal Ameanet friend Norski aka Normano sent me a link to the above video and it made my day.
About a year ago, I guess, a friend asked me to see the Andy Warhol exhibit in Amsterdam’s Stedelijk Museum. I never liked brick and mortar museums very much and in particular that museum, because of the atmosphere — that all too familiar look in the eyes of Museum curators and staff. “What are you doing here? This is *our* exhibit!”
I may very well misinterpret their attitude, but the least one has to admit is that few museums give their visitors a warm welcome. Instead you feel like being checked in by airport security people. Why is it, I often ask myself, that those people devote their entire lives to the arts? Most artists I know are quite modest — with the exception of the trend hoppers or those who create media hypes for a living, of course.
Opposites attract, I know, but there must be more to it than that.
Since my friend had already visited the Warhol exhibit we skipped the paintings and silk screens and immediately headed for the space where multiple screenings of Warhol movies took place. I was in awe. Although I had seen much of the material more than once I felt I was in paradise. This is was all so well done and so unlike the normal frigid atmosphere of the Stedelijk Museum. In my enthusiasm I got bold and tapped a man wearing a museum tag on the shoulder. “What happened?” I asked him. “Did they fire the entire museum staff?”
I immediately regretted my remark when I saw the look on his face. It took him a few seconds but he actually managed to control his initial anger to inform me that this particular show was curated by a German guest curator. A woman and I forgot her name, which is stupid because I like to see more shows curated by her. Or better, she should be the next managing director of the Stedelijk Museum.
With all my charm I tried to make up for my clumsy remark and the museum stiff actually melted a bit and managed to produce a smile. A very museum like smile of a person who had studied the Mona Lisa too often and too long. But I had a field day — despite the fact that he kept following me the rest of the afternoon with a quality poll and a questionnaire to be filled in — both longer than your average tax form.
Those poor, delicate guardian angels of the Arts living in a world where populism is unstoppable, I thought on my way home. They must suffer immensely. You can almost taste their bitterness when they kick off yet another uncalled for comment with the remark: “There is nothing wrong with populism, but…”
I applaud the decision of appointing a man of Moroccan descent as mayor of the city of Rotterdam where the far right has spun out of control and where more problem areas exist than in any other city in the Netherlands, but I really do not like the choice of Ahmed Aboutaleb.
Aboutaleb was the man who told Muslims during a gathering in a Dutch Mosque on the day after Dutch film maker Theo van Gogh was stabbed to death, that “everybody” who did not share the Core Values of Dutch Society should leave on the next plane.
Well, a few more of him in governing positions and I better pack my bags too. Although I obey Dutch laws, I most certainly do *not* share Dutch Core Values. Unlike Mr. Aboutaleb I have only one passport, a Dutch passport, but in the last decade I have learned to despise this country more than any other country in the world. When asked where I come from, I answer Europe and not The Netherlands.
What are these Core Values actually?
Without listing them all; the two main Dutch values that made this country to what it is today are greed (a very Calvinistic virtue) and hypocrisy (fueled by Catholicism and Judaism). These two Core Values have created a nation that pirated the seas and shipped slaves, while slavery was forbidden by law in our own society. No need to elaborate on the greed, The Dutch have created a reputation as pathological cheapskates.
Even today with a country that is hardly visible on a world map our only real competition in the export of illegal narcotics is major league player Colombia. But we like the world to see us as happy freeloaders who invented gay marriage. Well, fuck the Dutch and fuck their Core Values.
In my vision Mr. Aboutaleb finished his integration course with flying colors. To me he is a puppet on a string, hired to control the Muslim society in Rotterdam. A sort of WW II kapo. For the outside world it looks as though we are tolerant enough to appoint a Muslim as mayor, while in fact we are trying to charm the anti-Muslim league by hiring a carefully brainwashed Muslim who has learned to spit on his own roots to make a career.
The economy seems to be in free fall and I can’t help feeling optimistic about that. Not because sex sells better in hard times. Our AmeaNet sites have never been enormous cash cows. That the Euro has a more realistic value compared to the dollar does help though. (For as long as it lasts.)
But I have a different reason for my optimism based on a feeling that I have had since Internet Bubble 1.0. It is as though none of has learned from that bubble. Soon after new mega-sites popped up like YouTube, Facebook and Myspace. These sites represent an enormous amount of capital in the eyes of the owners and those investing in the companies behind these sites, while we all now that being tremendously popular while flushing away millions of dollars in data traffic every month is not always a synonym for a good business strategy. Unless of course… you are willing to cash in on the data that do not actually belong to you, like the personal data fed to servers at sign up.
Some say Internet Bubble 2.0 is around the corner and I say it is already happening. YouTube, the biggest distributor of music clips that do not belong on their servers because of copyright issues, is going to sell music on the Internet. You could compare that with a couple of bootleggers opening a store with alcoholic beverages. And now we will see how they earn back the billions in data traffic they have spent in the last few years. (Especially since their consumer base consists of hard core freeloaders.) From here I wish them the best of luck with that target and I am glad that I am not at Google in the position of accounting watch dog of YouTube. (YT is Google owned for those who did not know.)
For at least two years banks in Europe have refused to lend money to companies owning adult related sites because of “the high risks involved”. That is why we at AmeaNet, a tiny company with modest growth and a none-fictional relationship between debit and credit were not allowed to expand. I was actually rolling over the floor laughing when I saw those same banks folding in the recent crises. (I haven’t seen many adult sites folding lately, have you?) I was once again reminded by the main rule I live by since 2001: Those who are not to be trusted will not trust you, no matter what you do.
These banks have been plundered by a breed of investors and business men/women we will see slowly disappear in the coming years. The words “fraudulent actions” were rarely used in the beginning of the crises but now that everybody is starting to understand that you and I are going to pay the bill for all that mismanagement instead of the likes of the Fortune 500 CEO’s, the terminology used to describe this crises is changing rapidly.
In 2002 I was forced to buy back half of my business (founded in 1994) for a ludicrous amount of money and for the last years I have been cutting down costs to a point where I no longer know what a regular weekend, or a simple night out feels like. So I have been in this crises since 2002 and I have learned to cope with it.
Instead of joining the demoralized souls on the web, we are going to expand heavily in the coming year. And no, we don’t need investors, banks or multi-millionaire friends, we have become very savvy in running sites at very low budgets. We hope you will join us in the fun!