Deitch v Ramsey

Tom spurgeon grouses about Wikipedia:

* from the department of largely unfair comparisons one: word count of wikipedia entry for minor X-Men character Doug Ramsey = 4063; word count of wikipedia entry for surpassing underground and alt-comics talent Kim Deitch = 1082.

It’s unfair because it falls into the lipstick fallacy: if only we spent as much on space as we did on lipstick, we’d be on Mars right now — not just our robots.

But it’s also unfair because it doesn’t take into account how Wikipedia works and why it’s easier to write about Doug Ramsey than it is to write about Kim Deitch. First, with a fictional character you don’t have the handicap of having to write under Wikipedia’s stringent rules about biographies of living persons where you have to double and triple check your sources and quotes before it can be included. Wikipedia has burned its fingers a couple of times with having dumb or malicious edits getting media coverage. In comics for example, there was the whole John Byrne kerfluffle. Second, it’s often much easier to source facts for fictional characters too: just summarise the comics themselves or fanpages about them.

Writing a good article about an important, but slightly obscure figure like Deitch is much more difficult. Less sources online, fewer facts you can just regurgitate, more room to fall foul to Wikipedia’s ever increasing body of rules. I’ve started a fair few comics subjects myself when I was still active there, but it can be very hard to do more than a skeleton outline, where you list the biographical basics, the various publications and such. Anything else –art style, critical impact and so on — is difficult to do on Wikipedia and not get challenged on it. There comes a point where it’s just easier to work on it for your own site or publication elsewhere than Wikipedia.

(Course, it doesn’t help that the sort of geeks who read X-Men are much more present on Wikipedia than the sort of geeks who are into underground comix)

Food Diary (III)

Two kroketten, picture by shashinjutsu

(Getting bored yet?)

  • Drinks morning: 3 mugs of coffee, 1 can Coke Light, 0.5 litres water.
  • Lunch: four sandwich slices with ham and cheese, 1 hard roll with croquet (tsk), quark with muesli.
  • Drinks afternoon: 1 cup of coffee, 1 can Coke Zero, 1 can Coke Light.
  • Dinner: pasta with spinach, (demi) creme fraiche and some ham — yum!
  • Drinks evening: half a litre of light ersatz coke, more or less.

Murdoch buys Dutch football

Murdoch may have gotten into trouble with his “news” organisations, but the football branch of his empire going strong, as he has just plunked down a billion euros for the Dutch football rights:

Rupert Murdoch’s Fox Networks has taken a 51% controlling interest in tv channel Eredivisie Live which broadcasts premier league matches, say press reports on Wednesday.

The deal, worth €1bn over 12 years and due to begin in the 2013-2014 season, was unanimously agreed by the 18 clubs involved and the football association KNVB.

Fox is paying €960m to show the games and taking over the €60m in debt of Eredivisie Live.

Eredivisie Live was set up a few years ago by the Eredivisie clubs as a pay channel for their matches, after earlier attempts to commercialise football broadcasts all failed. It’s been doing soso over the years, not nearly making as much money for the clubs as they expected. There’s also the competition of Sport1, which shows mostly foreign football — Premiership, Bundesliga undsoweiter, which hasn’t helped. With the entry of Murdoch/Sky in the Dutch market, there are likely going to be massive changes to football broadcasting; they’re certainly much more professional in their methods to wring the most money out of it.

Whether that’s good for us football fans is another matter entirely; first reactions are mainly worried about whether the public broadcaster here can keep the traditional highlight programme on Sunday evening. More money for football is a good thing, but Holland is still a small market and not that attractive for foreign rebroadcasting, surely. It may mean, as in England that football will be further priced out of reach of the ordinary fan.

Food diary (II)

When it’s steam engine time, you get steam engines and when your head is in slimming mode, the whole world suddenly turns out to be obsessed by it too. Not that obesity and dieting and all that are obscure subjects otherwise, of course. Anyway, no sooner had I posted last night or a Horizon episode popped up on BBC2
about the science of fasting to live longer/healthier. We long sort of known that if you restrict your calorie intake you can live longer and that doing so also might help protect against developing diabetes or heart diseases and even cancer, but it turns out there are easier ways to get these benefits than through strict everyday calorie counting. The idea is that instead of this you fast every other day, restricting your intake to one meal of roughly 500-600 calories, than eat normally the next day with no restrictions. People doing that tend to lose weight easier and get all sort of nasty cholesterol levels down too.

An even less stringent variant on that, which the Horizon presenter went on to test it, is the 5/2 regime: eat normally five days a week, fast on two days. It sounded interesting as he got good results on it (cholesterol down, weight down) and as importantly, it sounded doable. The greatest problem with every diet is with sticking to it, which is of course easier if you do it for a limited period than for basically the rest of your life. There’s also the problem that if you do stop with a given diet, you might quickly bounce back into unhealthy eating habits.

This method seems to avoid these two traps, while still delivering roughly the same benefits as the more stringent variants of restricted calorie intake diets. I can acutally see myself doing it and keep on doing it for the rest of my life, which is why I’ve decided to try it out. Hence today I’m skipping lunch in favour of eating a light dinner tonight.

  • Drinks morning: 3 mugs of coffee (0.5 litres), 0.5 litres water, 1 can Coke light.
  • Lunch: skipped today.
  • Drinks afternoon: 1 can Coke Light.
  • Dinner: salad (lettuce, cucumber, olives, a bit of sausage, some feta cheese)
  • Drinks evening: half a litre light orange soda, half a litre Coke light

Food diary (I)

Seymour the fat slob from Watchmen

Is there a more pathetic figure in popular culture than the fat, nerdy slob? The balding comic book guy with his cheetos and toddler dress sense reading Aquaman, the fortysomething D&D player still living in his mother’s basement, that neckbearded guy in stretchy, clingy, clingy latex at the con who has never heard of deodorant. In every intranerd fight these images are lobbied around like grenades on a battlefield; We don’t need bullies to harass us, we can do it ourselves. You can’t really insult somebody’s race, sex, gender or religion without looking like a dickhead, but you can always call somebody a fat nerd, a loser.

And if you’re a fat, sloppy eater in any piece of fiction, you’re best bet is to be the comic relief, because otherwise you’re the disgusting, revolting villain nobody respects and somebody will kill you in a particularly pathetic way at the end of the story. Especially in comics, where the occasional Kingpin is the exception amongst the larger villains, more likely to resemble the Slug.

Nevertheless, it wasn’t comics that made me fat, though they didn’t help; it was puberty. I was a svelte young god until I was about twelve; now if I still resemble a Greek god, it’s Bacchus and not this one. Over the years, slowly, I’ve grown bigger: eighty kilos, ninety, hundred, hundred and ten, hundred and twenty…

Three years ago I had to change, had to lose weight to get slim enough so that we could do that kidney transplant operation for Sandra. So I started dieting and exercising and I managed to lose ten, fifteen kilos. All it took was three-four evenings in the week going to the gym and not eating anything between meals. Oh, and of course, having the threat of Sandra dying of kidney failure hanging over me if I didn’t get slim fast enough.

No wonder perhaps that in the two years since the operation, I’ve ballooned out again, especially the last year, with her gone. Comfort eating and there’s nothing as comforting as stuffing down a Burger King combo meal with added extra hamburger, is there, even if you feel physically ill and depressed afterwards.

But the good times can’t last forever. I was coming up to one hundred and thirty kilogrammes, which was a bit too much even for me. I’ve lost some weight since, but I need to have a new incentive to do so. Hence this post. I need to know how much I’m eating each day, knowing that I’m eating too much when I am, not being able to cheat and what better way than to do so in public?

Starting today therefore I’ll be posting a food diary each day, though they’ll be a lot shorter. I’ll weight myself each week and will keep an exercise diary as well. Hopefully this will help me keep momentum going and not let me backslide into bad habits. So, without further ado:

Weight this morning: 126.7 kilogrammes.

  • Drinks morning: 3 mugs (0.25 litres) of coffee with sugar, 0.5 litres water
  • Drinks afternoon: 1 mug of coffee, 2 cups (0.125 litres) of water
  • Drinks evening: one litre light orange soda.
  • Lunch: 4 slices brown bread, 1 slice of 48+ cheese (Old Amsterdam), 2 slices of Brugse beenham, Pear quark + muesli. One can of Coke Zero
  • Dinner: Stew of lean beef, beans, onion, leeks and mushrooms.
  • Snacks: four small snack sausages, fifty kcal each.

(Inspired by Tom Spurgeon as well as Hairy Bikers.)