Posts by Craig Ranapia
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There was, of course, a greater crime: Gianotti was using the perennial whipping-boy of every font geek on the planet – Microsoft Comic Sans.
The history of science is several steps above my pay grade, so I’ll not jump into the discussion. But really, even if you want to focus on epicdesignfail the font was really that bad? I was too busy feeling nauseated by the field of baby shit olive to get that fussed.
But since trolling font geeks is irresistible, I insist Comic Sans hereby be known as The God Font. Helvetica can suck my low-hanging serifs.
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Hard News: For want of some purpose, in reply to Russell Brown,
Agree with him or not, I think Simon has given a good, measured account of himself there.
Could it be possible that he learned something from Robyn Langwell’s career suicidal defense of that indefensible N&S cover story?
It may be measured, but it doesn’t really pass the logic test. At all.
Which is an argument to be had, but like Russell I’m pretty fucking grateful Simon decided to engage instead of throwing himself a never-ending pity party in the pages of a certain Sunday newspaper about those horrible internet people. It’s actually how the great magazines are supposed to add value to the public square: Be part of the conversation, not start flaming anyone who intrudes on the monologue.
And I don’t mean to pick on Gio – whos obviously thought a lot and feels very deeply about the issues concerned – but I really didn’t expect a Twitter slap-down for suggesting the latest issue of Metro is worth buying for our host’s contribution. As someone who has bitched a lot about the Auckland lamestream media’s patchy interest in Pasifika folks who aren’t good at sports, cooking meth in their state houses, or beating their children to death, I thought a little credit was due.
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Hard News: For want of some purpose, in reply to Peter Calder,
I have never understood this. I would have thought the group in society with most disposable income would be people in their 50s and 60s, kids off their hands, no mortgage, take a trip a year and dammit yes I wouldn’t mind a new watch/car/spa pool/barbecue &c.
And to be not entirely facetious, who watches the endless hours of domestic and imported cooking and property unreality porn clogging prime televisual real estate? Who busts a collective gasket if they're not getting fed mega-doses of Corrie Street? 18-25 year-old males, I think not...
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Hard News: For want of some purpose, in reply to Sacha,
I’d like to see content funding unlinked from broadcast control
You mean apart from some guarantee that said funded content is actually going to be broadcast?
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Hard News: For want of some purpose, in reply to Will de Cleene,
Same went for the Charter, which I have had issues with previously. It is all part of Labour 5’s larger problem; too much wool, not enough steel.
I've come to acquit the previous government on the charges of setting up TVNZ 6 & 7 to fail, but Russell is perhaps far too generous describing how it was all meant to be paid for as weird. It's all very nice talking a good game about how wonderful "quality public broadcasting" but what's the point if you're not going to swallow hard and make the case that cheap and nasty is as cheap and nasty does? Nor is engaging in short-term thinking and then throwing your hands up in horror at the entirely predictable results. The politics are very clearly in Labour's favour, I guess, but I do hope the promises flowing over the last couple of days are going to treated with all due skepticism.
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Whatever some pundits would have you believe – and Paul Little’s incoherent argument to the contrary in the Herald on Sunday requires more critiquing than I have energy
Here's all I can muster at the moment. Yes, Paul, the BBC churns out a terrifying amount of unspeakable shit -- something I can testify to after a few sleepless nights in British hotel rooms recently. And I can swoon over some of the wonderful work coming out of the cut-throat commercial world of US cable as energetically as any hipster.
What that really proves beyond "one size does not fit all, or have a monopoly on either quality or dross" currently escapes me.
Stephen Joyce’s standard response when questions are raised is that TVNZ 7 offered nothing that wasn’t available elsewhere. Yet there is no ready substitute for Backbenches or The Good Word.
I think you've both got half a point there. Joyce is kind of right that there was nothing on TVNZ7 that couldn't have been produced and presented elsewhere. But there's been little incentive to do so, which isn't actually all on the evil commercial broadcasters.
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Up Front: You're Telling My Child What, Now?, in reply to Lucy Stewart,
Which I'm pretty down with, because fancy cheese isn't the only thing that takes time...
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OnPoint: Pants != Journalism, in reply to Scott Chris,
Perhaps she’d been to a really good all-night party and hadn’t had time to get changed.
Or, you know, they floated to the top of the clean pile. Stranger things have happened... And given the tone of some of the commentary on-line (none of which I have the stomach to link to), it's amazing how many folks bitching about how "unprofessional" and "disrespectful" Laura supposedly was aren't quite so Emily Post compliant when it comes to saying a total stranger looks like a prostitute or a stripper. If they really believe that, then I'm just surprised the Taliban has diversified that far.
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OnPoint: Pants != Journalism, in reply to Keir Leslie,
Of course our apex court has never worn robes, so it is actually more traditional not to be robed.
I stand corrected, but think my broader point is intact. I’m a bit of a fashion fogey (a Barkers hodi-gan and some gaudy striped socks is about as out there as my wardrobe gets), but if a pair of full-length gold trousers is as destructive of judicial gravitas as The Herald would like us to believe one has to question whether it had much in the first place,
FFS, Laura was hardly getting in touch with her Inner Kylie.
I think we can all agree very few people can work clit-strangler hot pants. Ever.
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They’ll love, and they’ll lose. They’ll break their hearts, and bruise their hips on hand basins. Any joy comes with the possibility of pain, of loss. That’s the point of living.
Part of the package tour we call life is the inevitability of doing dumb shit that makes you writhe with shame in the cold hard light of hindsight. As I said to Jackie in another context children are generally poorly-socialized and annoying because they're frigging children; they're still figuring out how to live in the world. But the chain of trail and error, hypothesis and experiment, falling on your arse and deciding whether you want to get up again, never ever ends.
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