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Public Service Broadcasting
As it’s been a long time since I’ve attended a university lecture, tutorial or seminar, I guess I’d forgotten the importance in academic circles of reviewing literature and locating discussions within a theoretical framework, but today it all came flooding back.
At the end of a rather interesting day at work, I went to a seminar led by Dr Georgina Born from Cambridge University entitled, “Digitising Democracy: Digitisation, Pluralism, and Public Service Communications”.
Her paper canvassed a range of arguments about the degree to which cultural organisations such as the BBC (and implicitly the ABC) could or should also be agents of representative democracy. Her own personal view is that the independence of such organisations would be compromised if, by becoming agents of representative democracy, they would also become arms of government. “If you want an e-democracy, set up a new agency, don’t use the BBC”, was the essence of her argument.
Dr Born provided a reasonably brief, thumbnail sketch of the BBC’s forays into digital broadcasting, including new television, radio and online services and was largely enthusiastic about the capacity of new technologies to deliver a more representative view of the UK’s cultural diversity. I’d actually hoped she’d have spoken more about the practicalities, and I asked a question about the degree to which production models and standards had changed in the UK as a result of doing more with less, but I guess I soon realised that wasn’t really within the scope of today’s discussion.
The essence of her argument about cultural representation was that sometimes minorities speak to each other, sometimes to the broader community and sometimes to other minorities. Her argument was that the national broadcasters are charged by governments (and citizens) with national representation. She was largely optimistic that national broadcasters had the capacity at all levels, including geographically local levels, to better represent cultural diversity through the potential afforded by digitisation.
By and large, she was also positive about the Australian media landscape, though a little disappointed with – “fairly uninspiring” was how she described – the digital television services being offered by ABC and SBS.
As positive as she was, there was, however, an undercurrent of cultural cringe amongst some of those attending, leading one academic to comment that ABC “would never chase an audience of fifteen year of Muslim youth”. I assume the comment stemmed from a discussion about the BBC’s “Asian Network”. “And neither would the BBC”, she said, responding that the assumption underlying such a statement failed to understand the different experiences of immigration and multiculturalism in the UK and Australia. She observed that the often culturally conservative Asian community was a fairly natural constituency for the BBC.
Although someone did mount a spirited defence of Big Brother, there was a degree of sneering elitism amongst some of those attending. Goodness knows what some of those in the room made of my observations about the current phenomenon of late-night television game shows, though I suspect some of them had no idea such programs existed.
Another academic (who I really admire), a long term ABC and commercial television manager, and one of the founders of ABC Online, brought some sense to the room when he confessed that he couldn’t understand how his children, who were academically and politically aware young adults could spend all of their spare time playing games, watching Fox 8 and Big Brother.
And I guess it was then it became apparent there was no one in the room under 35.
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The New BBQ King
“OMG BBQ King is closing down”, a colleague told to me a year or so ago. He was genuinely concerned at the loss of a “Sydney institution” Located near the corner of Sussex and Goulburn streets, BBQ was the place where you could go with a large group or by yourself to feast on plates of delicious duck, chicken or pork. Though the decore and service implied it was a fairly inexpensive place to dine, when the bill arrived you seen realised it wasn’t. I’m not sure how much that had to do with the actual cost of the meals, or the propensity of groups to over-order.


For the first time since BBQ King relocated to Liverpool Street, I went there today for a late afternoon/early evening dinner, as you’ll see from the photographs. Though the decore lacks the old world charm of the previous building, the tasty food and indifferent service lives on. Welcome back BBQ King.
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Long Weekend
I had a long weekend. I took some seriously good drugs and I didn’t go to work. The drugs were, in order, Cephalexin, Panadol and, best of all, Voltaren Rapid. Oh my goodness, that has got to be the best drug ever.
The pain relief was necessary to deal with the sebaceous cyst I have on my back. Well, I’ve had it for several years actually. A white lump of puss or something gross, wrapped up in a little sack is how it’s generally described on the internet.
The advice from doctors throughout the years has always been, “you could get it removed if you want, or not worry about it, unless, of course, it becomes infected”. Well, guess what? In the last week or so, it has become infected, and I’ve been in a state of discomfort since about last Wednesday, and in quite serious pain since last Friday.
On Saturday morning I went to my local doctor whose reaction was simple and straightforward. “Shit”, he said, “we’ll have to get you to a surgeon”. It gets complicated, apparently, because it’s close to my spine. He quickly booked me in to see a surgeon on Wednesday for an initial consultation, ahead of surgery. He also prescribed a dose of antibiotics.
I woke this morning still in a fair bit of pain, but decided to head into work anyway. About half way to work I decided I would stop trying to be a martyr, and so went back to the doctor who prescribed some serious pain relief.

I slept most of the day, which is understandable given the standard of daytime television. Oh my goodness, how bad is it? Thank goodness for Joe O’Brien and the team from ABC News 24 who kept me entertained and informed.
By late afternoon the drugs had well and truly kicked in, and so I decided to go ahead with my plan to meet Colin to see the movie, “Weekend” showing at The Chauvel.

In short, it’s a film about two blokes who meet at a club, come home, have sex, and spend a really intimate weekend together. By intimate, I don’t just mean in a sexual manner. I mean they really start to get to know each other, and maybe even fall a little bit in love.
One of them, however, declares emphatically he doesn’t want a relationship (possibly due to a broken heart, though he won’t admit it), while the other probably finds falling in love difficult because he doesn’t really feel all that comfortable in his skin about being gay. (I’m guy #1).
It’s an English film, so it doesn’t get caught up in the sentimentality you might expect from a film from the United States for example. It’s also genuinely funny in parts and a few of the lines from the film genuinely gave me a few laughs. The two actors who play the lead characters are both believable. They’re also both very cute, with one bearing a resemblance to Marcus Graham. I think I’d like to see it again when it comes out on DVD.
Meanwhile, I’m back at home in a drug-induced haze :)
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Ironing Board
On the way to work this morning I noticed someone down the road had thrown out their ironing board. That makes sense, I thought. I mean, who needs an ironing board?

Ah yes, but what about the environment, you say? What about all of the oil involved in producing the synthetic fibre? To which I say, what about the environmental impact of cotton?
Yes, I know I could wear hemp shirts or something else like that, but I’m sure they’d only need ironing too.
This puts me in stark contrast to my mum who used to iron everything: from handkerchiefs to sheets. My earliest childhood memory, in fact, is of weekly baths in the copper as my mum boiled the sheets to within an inch of their lives ahead of ironing them to within an inch of their lives.
I mean, occasionally, just occasionally, I don’t mind using a bit of Fabulon, but mostly I find it boring and pointless.
And the reality is, if you wash your clothes and then hang them up to dry on coat-hangers they end up looking pretty good anyway, especially if they’re half-synthetic. For all others, take a trip to the laundromat as they do a very fine job for next to nothing.
..because life is too short to iron.
And three cheers for the people down the road who have thrown out their ironing board.
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Happy Birthday To Me
Although I spent most of my work day dealing with a backlog of complaints – yes, that was glamorous – it’s been a reasonably nice day to celebrate my birthday. The weather’s been nice, people have been nice, I got some text messages and phone calls, an invitation to have a beer, and everyone at work gathered round to sing “Happy Birthday”, after which I cut and served a very tasty chocolate/coffee cake. 41 is far less traumatic than 40, let me tell you.
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4A Edition
The latest work, by Jae Hoon Lee, is quite different to last year’s works. First, it’s printed on photographic paper. Second, the theme matter and style of the work borders on “fantasy”. As explained the accompanying blurb… I recently re-subscribed to the 4A “Edition” Series, and picked up the first work of this year’s series, by Jae Hoon Lee, earlier this week.
By way of explanation, 4A is a contemporary art gallery in Sydney which specialises in art by artists with an an Asian/Australian connection. It’s a broad category of artists, especially when you consider two of the works from last year’s series were by artists with mixed Aboriginal-Chinese heritage. The first work in the current series is by a Korean-born artist who lives in New Zealand.
The way the Edition Series works, is you subscribe each year ($500 last year, $600 this year) and you receive a number of limited edition art works which are chosen for you. Last year, there was everything from screen prints to porcelain. It’s a bit of a lucky-dip in some ways, but it’s also very exciting, and you find yourself receiving and learning to enjoy works from artists you may not have previously encountered. Last year, for example, the first work was from Jason Wing, who I’ve since met, and who I learned more about, through his work in a laneway in Sydney’ Chinatown.
Area of Maya depicts a map containing animals known to exist at the time of the ancient Mayan civilisation. By superimposing a Polar Bear into the original composition, Lee disrupts the nature of the work by creating a sense of alienation and timelessness: a satirical and analogous comment on the artist’s position as a cultural wanderer, caught in a perpetual state of dislocation.
The style of the work challenges me in many ways. It’s not the kind of work which I generally find myself attracted to. There’s a LOT going on in the work, whereas I usually find myself attracted to more simple images. It will be interesting to see how I adapt to the work, as it takes a place in my home or workplace. It’s being framed at the moment, so I’m not entirely sure where it will end up. But that’s what I like most about this series – the element of surprise, and the way you are challenged.
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You know, I wasn’t really playing attention and for a second I thought it said “Joan Collins, Employment Officer” in the second to last paragraph.
It also appears to have been typed on a real live actual typewriter… scary!
And I think they might have used carbon paper also!