Saturday Drama Reading

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The offending article

Julian Assange is a deeply polarizing figure. Many admire him and many despise him (into which category one falls in any given year typically depends on one’s feelings about the subject of his most recent publication of leaked documents).

But one’s views of Assange are completely irrelevant to this article, which is not about Assange. This article, instead, is about a report published this week by The Guardian that recklessly attributed to Assange comments that he did not make. This article is about how those false claims — fabrications, really — were spread all over the internet by journalists, causing hundreds of thousands of people (if not millions) to consume false news. The purpose of this article is to underscore, yet again, that those who most flamboyantly denounce Fake News, and want Facebook and other tech giants to suppress content in the name of combating it, are often the most aggressive and self-serving perpetrators of it.

One’s views of Assange are completely irrelevant to this article because, presumably, everyone agrees that publication of false claims by a media outlet is very bad, even when it’s designed to malign someone you hate. Journalistic recklessness does not become noble or tolerable if it serves the right agenda or cause. The only way one’s views of Assange are relevant to this article is if one finds journalistic falsehoods and Fake News objectionable only when deployed against figures one likes.

@ TI

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Now that is settled lets us fasten our seatbelts, next year looks like it might get rough,
hang on and hang in!

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26 Responses to Saturday Drama Reading

  1. Den says:

    Unintentional complicity might or might not be the case or could be more ‘slant’ news, you decide.

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  2. Micki says:

    Reliable Den has let us portray…
    Our concerns and our friendship put on display.
    Dancing with Fools,
    Sparkles with “jewels”
    Wishing all of you…HAPPY HOGMANAY!

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  3. Den says:

    Apparently got a dose of MSG yesterday at the Mongolian BBque, woke at midnite with all over pain and discomfort, barely slept, ugh, Ibuprofen to the rescue once more, and a nap.

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  4. Den says:

    MR FISH, Holiday Punch

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  5. David B. Benson says:

    Mediterranean diet doesn’t have any MSG.

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  6. David B. Benson says:

    Slithered a bit between the sun and the just freezing temperature down to the Foundry for a halibut dinner. Took 33 minutes.

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    • David B. Benson says:

      Daily total 63 minutes and I have nipped fingertips and cool toes; yikes, cause it is just at freezing with the sun casting shade throughout the valleys.

      Day 7: 225+63=288 minutes for the week in winter. Snow predicted for all day tomorrow.

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  7. Den says:

    Ibuprofen a two hour nap and MSG begone, feel much better now.

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  8. º¿carol says:

    micki says:
    December 29, 2016 at 8:06 PM

    Carol, how much longer do they guesstimate that Bob will be in hospital? Didn’t he go in through the ER on 21 Dec? That’s a looooooong time. Hope he gets to return home soon…if that’s what he wants. Be sure to check everyday that he’s “in-patient” and not observation….or you’re gonna be socked (shocked) with billing.

    Took Bob to the ER Wednesday Dec 21, they took him to a rehab place Wednesday Dec 28. I didn’t check anything about him being a patient, but I did remind him of your experience with Bill when Bob was in the ER. Never did anything about that though, so I’ve no idea what they’re going to do to us. Hope we survive, but we’ll see.

    He’s doing a LOT better now. Not sick like he was, but since he laid in the bed for a week he’s weak as hell. Therapy has already helped him. I think our insurance gives us 20 days in a place like that, then it’s $160 a day. Ha! As if we’re Bill Gates. Don’t know what we’ll do if he’s not ready to come home by the 20th day. Jill told me to not fret, that’s a ways yet, so we’ll see.

    Oh, man, I had a horrible week while Bob had a lot worse week than me. I cried every night. I haven’t had to cry the last two nights because he doesn’t seem so critical now, thank goodness. My spirits are lifted.

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    • jimhitchcock says:

      ‘At three she was playing a toy violin, composing pieces for the piano at four and writing a full sonata at six.’

      Proof that we are not doomed as a species.

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    • micki says:

      May Alma’s future be bright! Wunderkind, indeed!

      I’ve met a woman who lives on Guemes Island, a word-class violinist, who hand crafts pochettes (pocket violins).

      The pochette was commonly played by traveling minstrels and dance teachers in the 16th century. The player would pull the instrument out to teach a dance and just as easily slide the violin into a pocket to use his/her hands to teach a dance and/or act on a stage. The pochette’s small size allowed it to be used in situations where a full size violin was too large to carry, or too expensive to own. The instruments were not made for children. They were made for adults. Pochettes were also popular in the 18th century because of their portability. Thomas Jefferson owned at least two pochettes.

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  9. jimhitchcock says:

    (late night storytelling)

    I was 13 years old

    And visiting my cousins in North Carolina.

    Aunt Mary, who you might remember from a few days ago, slapped some aftershave on my cheeks, and me and my cousins headed off to a NYE party.

    Whole Lotta Love had just been released; after a few years of The Beatles and Rolling Stones, this was something entirely revolutionary.

    …and I was sitting next to a 15 or 16 yo NC hippie girl with long flowing locks with appropriately robed attire, her name was Phoebe

    …and the clock struck midnight

    …and I found myself making out with the most alluring person I had ever met

    That’s as far as it went, of course

    Still, some memory. I know that y’all have your own

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