The ship has been scuttled before the rats could leave

Further proof that Decentism is dying or dead: house organ Democratiya has been assimilated by the ur-decents Dissent Magazine, last seen ratfucking the anti-war movement in the runup to the War on Iraq. Meanwhile the Euston manifesto is moribund, while certain of Decentism more outspoken cheerleaders like Nick Cohen, seem to have dropped all pretense at being on the left and are metamorphosing into Tory supporters.

All of which might just have something to do with the slow collapse of New Labour’s prospects of winning the next election during the past two years, now made painfully clear at their party conference: barely any lobbyists and the party faithful putting their hopes in Mandy. The news that The Sun is now supporting the Tories was just the rancid icing on the Labour shitcake and the only question is what took them so long:

It would obviously be too much to expect a bullying, toadying media operation like the Sun to attack Gordon Brown when he appeared to be strong. But he’s been visibly weakening for the past year, and the paper still seemed nervous about changing sides, even when it became increasingly apparent that the illness was fatal. They didn’t attack him when he was strong. They were still scared of changing sides when he was weak. It’s only when he seems to be definitively, authoritatively and absolutely politically dead that they break into the funeral home and shoot the corpse.

It’s no more than fitting that such an embarrasing display was answered by Tony McNulty ripping up a copy while playing up his scouser roots and Harriet Harman making Page 3 jokes, something neither of them would’ve dreamed of even last week. Both sides have always been scared to test each other’s strength. But The Sun‘s “treason” does show how little appeal is left in New Labour even for business interests like Murdoch — Brown may have reason to be grateful for the economic crisis, as it meant he kept his usefulness longer. Interestingly, The Sun has not just ditched New Labour, but also its foreign policy the paper once cheerleaded. The whole idea of the Decent Left/Euston Manifesto/humanitarian interventionism seems increasingly unlikely to survive the demise of the political party with which is most associated.

Your Happening World (3)

Read:

A reasonable definition of Hipsterism, of which Trainspotting, though it will have no cache among hipsters themselves, is a formative work, is the assumption that there is no position which the middle class subject can not occupy, both class and identity politics have been overcome, or at least class has been subsumed into identity and identity is for the other. The middle class assumes a kind of transcendent, post-historical emptiness into which all cultures can be incorporated. This is not simply hyper-consumerism it’s also a metaphysical claim, a claim to superiority, thus while others are bounded by ethnicity, class, gender; limited, objects, with a finite set of facets and characteristics, the hipster, viewing everything as simply a lifestyle choice, views her own not just as one lifestyle among many but the lifestyle of lifestyles.

Read. That the American rightwing is loony and over the top is a given as is liberal outrage towards the messenger if not so much the message. Remember: America is not Chile. America is not Chile. America is not Chile. Is it?

“THE…. [Sodomite] Hal Duncan”.

Listen.

Nobody asked for this. Did they?

Americans. Thick as shit. (But don’t flatter yourself your country is any better).

Upgrade Me

Upgrade Me looked interesting, but unfortunately went something like this:

“Hi, I’m Simon Armitage a succesful poet and completely unqualified to actually talk about this subject, but I love gadgets and the BBC loves “name” presenters. I’m on my tenth phone already and while I love gadgets, I feel a vague unease about it all. Let me go to John Lewis and talk about how John Lewis completely revamps their John Lewis product lines in their John Lewis stores every six months. Now I’m talking to some kids of some nicely multicultural London school and see how many technogadgets they have. They all would love to have an IPhone. Oh look, I’m showing them my generation’s portable media player — a battery operated turntable. Now onwards to the future, courtesy of Samsung, as I travel to South Korea, home of Samsung, to talk about the Samsung future. It’s a bit scary and not very English and although I can set up a Skype videocall with my wife, I don’t use the internet enough to find what Manchester United did yesterday. So let’s go home and meet a lovely English eccentric that has lived without gadgets or indeed electricity for years. It’s very nice and I think I could live that way too, but I do need my e-mail and mobile phone, not so much the washing machine. This woman is a modern day Luddite and I make it clear I have no clue what motivates the real Luddites but ascribe to them my own vague sense of discomfort about material things, just like I keep assuming the seventies when I grew up was much less gadget obsessed than today. Anway, the conclusion is that it’s all very difficult and there are two sides to every story but I had fun meeting all sorts of people on the BBC’s tab.”

Your Happening World (2)

  • A modest proposal: WhoseKidAreYou “a Web site to monitor nepotism, and backscratching influence-peddling more generally […] we’ve got bitterness and resentment on our side”. Google groups mailing list.
  • Agricultural royalism.
  • SEK is much more patient with idiots than I could ever be.
  • (Related.)
  • Oh looky here. The Farepak compensation is finally being paid out, three years too late and no thanks to Labour. The moral? Governments will pump billions in failing banks and let the scumbags who destroyed them walk free but balk at spending 38 million to help 100,000 of the poorest families in the country to get some form of Christmas after Farepak fucked them over.
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More Peter Fox.

Plugh

Somewhere Nearby is Colossal Cave: Examining Will Crowther’s Original “Adventure” in Code and in Kentucky:

Abstract

Because so little primary historical work has been done on the classic text computer game “Colossal Cave Adventure”, academic and popular references to it frequently perpetuate inaccuracies. “Adventure” was the first in a series of text-based games (“interactive fiction”) that emphasize exploring, puzzles, and story, typically in a fantasy setting; these games had a significant cultural impact in the late 1970s and a significant commercial presence in the early 1980s. Will Crowther based his program on a real cave in Kentucky; Don Woods expanded this version significantly. The expanded work has been examined as an occasion for narrative encounters [Buckles 1985] and as an aesthetic masterpiece of logic and utility [Knuth 1998]; however, previous attempts to assess the significance of “Adventure” remain incomplete without access to Crowther’s original source code and Crowther’s original source cave. Accordingly, this paper analyzes previously unpublished files recovered from a backup of Woods’s student account at Stanford, and documents an excursion to the real Colossal Cave in Kentucky in 2005. In addition, new interviews with Crowther, Woods, and their associates (particularly members of Crowther’s family) provide new insights on the precise nature of Woods’s significant contributions. Real locations in the cave and several artifacts (such as an iron rod and an axe head) correspond to their representation in Crowther’s version; however, by May of 1977, Woods had expanded the game to include numerous locations that he invented, along with significant technical innovations (such as scorekeeping and a player inventory). Sources that incorrectly date Crowther’s original to 1972 or 1974, or that identify it as a cartographic data file with no game or fantasy elements, are sourced thinly if at all. The new evidence establishes that Crowther wrote the game during the 1975-76 academic year and probably abandoned it in early 1976. The original game employed magic, humor, simple combat, and basic puzzles, all of which Woods greatly expanded. While Crowther remained largely faithful to the geography of the real cave, his original did introduce subtle changes to the environment in order to improve the gameplay.

When my dad got his first computer back in ’87 through a work sponsorship deal, he got a diskette from a cow-orker (one of those old floppy 51/4 inch ones) with oodles of classic games, including Adventure. The hours I’ve sat behind the pc with tracing paper and pencil to sketch my way through the maze. Once, when I was really, really bored at a job I might have even downloaded the VMS version of Adventure to the Alpha system I was working on as a way not to die of boredome waiting for something to do…

(Found via Michel.)