The linked clip is an adaptation from Zinn’s book on American Empire and is worth eight and a half minutes of your day.
Zinn died a week ago and in a recent interview said he’d like to be remembered for “getting more people to realize that the power which rests so far in the hands of people with wealth and guns, that the power ultimately rests in people themselves and that they can use it.”
Last week I paid twenty bucks for seven minutes with Sirocco the Kakapo as part of New Zealand Conservation Week at the Auckland Zoo. Not sure how much Stephen Fry’s photographer paid, but I certainly didn’t get as intimate as this. Lucky bastard…
So now ShitBook works for me. Well, I think so… I’m still wary of how often I’m checking in, how much stuff comes dribbling down that line. My new addiction is to ruthless management of a trickle of updates, photos that I actually find I want to know. So now I browse with a twitchy, itchy trigger finger hovering over that ‘delete friend’ button, ready to cull at any moment…no pressure…
