…or greatest newspaper correction?
From the 5/9/11 edition of the Washington Post’s Express metro newspaper.
Walked to the metro this morning, my head swimming in 10 hours of news and analysis about the demise of Osama bin Laden. The friendly man who hands out the Washington Post’s Express at the top of the escalator handed me my daily copy, and I opened it curious to know whether the news had broken in time to make their printing deadline.
Nope:
I like reading the paper, but this is why the medium won’t last. Good journalism is crucial, but paper is not. This issue looks silly in light of the news that broke nearly half a day earlier.
UPDATE: Counterargument, or sign of nostalgia for an outdated news format? Newseum website crashes as people search for newspaper front pages about bin Laden’s death.
While littering may not seem like a major issue, for years now it’s something I’ve longed to hear DC’s leaders address. In many neighborhoods around the District, trash is ever-present — in the streets, in yards, on the sidewalks, everywhere. In addition to being unsightly and disrespectful, there’s strong evidence to suggest that litter has a direct effect on the safety of a neighborhood, not to mention its quality of life and even property values.
As near as I can tell, the issue is not that people actively want to litter — it’s that too many people simply don’t realize it’s a problem. It’s ingrained. I recently saw a five-year old girl throw her candy wrapper on the street right in front of her parents, who said nothing. It was bewildering. For many city residents, it’s just how they live.
This post over at the Prince of Petworth blog really brings this problem home. A reader submitted a video of a city employee sitting in a DC Office on Aging van and repeatedly throwing trash out the window into the street. I really hope this gets a response from city officials:
How can we address this? To my occasional chagrin/secret delight, my wife regularly asks people directly to pick up the trash she just watched them discard on the street. This can help raise awareness in small doses. It can also, we’ve learned, provoke a nasty response from some of the more indignant litterbugs. For a while now I have been considering organizing a “neighborhood sweep” in Mount Pleasant, where we live. Maybe it’s time to try to get that moving.
If you haven’t seen Posing with Friends, you really are missing one of the most uproariously creative things on the internet right now. A project of a good friend’s little brother, the site posts photos of people posing similarly and in the same frame as other people who are also having their pictures taken by someone else. You follow?
I really thing this site has legs. Now anyone can upload a picture they’ve taken that fits the criteria. It’s comedy crowdsourcing. Here’s a pic I uploaded starring two friends from grad school posing in front of the White House. They’re the ones on the left.
To paraphrase John Keating, “Medicine, law, business, engineering — these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But taking pictures next to tourists taking pictures and posting them online? This is what we stay alive for.”
I complain about DC Metro’s broken escalators and incomprehensible yellow line rush hour Mt. Vernon turnaround as much as anybody. Probably more. But when you think about it, this underground network of tunnels full of rushing trains that gets me to work in 10 minutes is actually pretty incredible.
Snapped this pic coming out at Dupont Circle the other day.
I love this exchange between President Obama and Univision host Jorge Ramos about whether or not he has his own computer. This is a real generational indicator — you think it’s possible I don’t have a computer? — not to mention a funny back-and-forth.
I always feel a little remiss if I let April Fools Day go by without trying to execute at least one gag. Growing up, this was like my Christmas. I wore my arm in a sling one year, which convinced exactly no one in my middle school but which was fun nonetheless. In college I would tape the trigger on the sink sprayer down so that when my housemates turned on the sink, they’d get soaked (FYI the hilarity of this prank is rarely appreciated until much later, if ever). In grad school I filled my friend Jake’s office mailbox with Jell-o.
The internet has given rise to a whole new world of virtual prank opportunities. I was pleased today to see some good ones, including Hulu’s 1996 website, Google’s Voice-alyzer which makes you spell long words before you can make calls after a night of drinking, and Living Social’s Spalami meat massage spa deal.
Also hilarious: the screenless Blackberry, Toshiba’s 3D monocle, and Huffington Post setting up a paywall specifically for New York Times employees.
As for me, I got in the spirit a bit this morning too. Reached into the prank vault and pulled out a simple-but-elegant Cluchey classic: taping newspaper over the bathroom door while your wife is in the shower.
Yep, still got it.