It’s difficult to extol the power of protest without saintly praise of the godfather of grumble, Bob Dylan.
I remain a big fan of the man, despite his recent, bewildering shills, and the fact that ‘Blown’ in the Wind’ is pretty tepid by today’s standards, a song probably somehow more synonymous with the artist and the time than the infinitely superior ‘Masters of War’, but the truth remains the man could invoke a decent protest.
With his trademark warble and Martin dreadnought, Dylan — and I shudder at the thought of using such a hackneyed phrase — inspired a generation.
1963 was obviously a different time than 2009, one ripe with “change” (where have I heard that word before?) and “hope” (huh), but I daresay the problems facing the Love Generation® — Vietnam, Watergate, feminism and civil rights — in no way pale to the issues facing today’s.
Afghanistan/Iraq, the Bush-hangover, global warming, obesity and the economy, where the hell are our protest songs? Or protests? Even a little unchannelled anger?
You don’t have to look too far actually, just check out Facebook, Twitter, MySpace, and the like.
Instead of swaying the masses with a few biting chords and with some hissing, angry lyrics, today’s Lazy Generation® has the click of a mouse, and the well, that’s about all. Oh sorry, I forgot, a smug feeling of unearned satisfaction.
Okay, Peta still does its thing, but it has become such a caricature of itself that I can’t take it seriously anymore. And, protests do still occur, in most recent in memory the much-ballyhooed break-in and sit-in of the Stansted runway in December.
Things got pretty hairy in Athens a while back I guess, but I’m willing to bet those protesters didn’t have broadband internet access.
Why risk your neck, enduring the cold, hard crack of the billy club and the steely temperament of a pair of handcuffs around your wrists, when you can inch that same supple wrist around a computer monitor and join the Facebook group ’100,000 strong for orphaned Gaza puppies’ and ‘The John Sargeant was hosed petition!’
Is this what settles for action in today’s generation? You can argue that these menial little groups and boycotts raise the profile for certain causes, but with our 24-hour news cycles, blogs, feeds, tweets, etc., I’m not sure how much higher the profile can be raised.
Being relatively media literate, I have a fair idea what’s going on the world. I’m vaguely aware of the stupidest, smallest issues decaying the dustiest corners of the world.
So the question is: has social media killed the protest? Are we really this lazy, or has oversaturation numbed the senses?
The latest example brought to my attention, and likely soon to yours, is the New Zealand Internet Blackout against the Guilt Upon Accusation law — a law calling for internet disconnection based on accusations of copyright infringement without trial or court sanctified evidence.
Yikes, serious stuff.
It is bullshit, obviously, don’t get me started on this whole copyright infringement, RIAA, ISP fiasco we have on our hands.
But what’s more concerning is the ‘Blackout’ part of the New Zealand cause. The directing website asks internet users to ‘blackout’ their profile photos, or avatars on various sites, including Twitter, MySpace and Facebook, until February 23.
That’s it. They even provide the black avatar, all you have to do is right-click, and save-as.
Oh sorry, and your supposed to say “(your name) is blacked out: Stand up against “Guilt Upon Accusation” for New Zealand” on whatever social vice your networking with at the time.
Okay, now that’s it. I’ve noticed a few of my Twitter followers have already complied, showing their support, likely, before taking another swig of their skinny lattes and changing pages to have a chuckle on Digg, forgetting about the issue altogether.
Really? That’s what passes for a protest these days? I’m shocked. I’m appalled. I’m blogging.
It’s a cause that I believe in, but really, this doesn’t cut it. I can’t imagine the shady heads-of-state, high in the cozy, ivory towers of New Zealand are going to be too badly shaken by such an act, a bunch of black pixels.
I understand the irony of complaining about a protest, saying it’s not protest-y enough, but it’s true. Get some guitars, some angry masses and go blockade some government institution, with the tear gas and the balaclavas, tear down some satellites, I don’t know, just don’t just click.
Where’s Mr. Dylan when you need him? Besides idling his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot of the Co-op while shopping for baby seal-skins and low efficiency lightbulbs.
What we need, and what New Zealand needs, is a new anti-hero, and by god, we aren’t going to find him or her on Twitter or Facebook.
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Sanford Meisner taught that “the seed to the craft of acting is the reality of doing” and his
simple truths and approaches to the field have inspired generations of actors,
including Diane Keaton, Jeff Goldblum and Sydney Pollack.
This week I found that the teachings of Meisner live on in
the UK, when I went along to learn the basics of Meisner’s approach at The
Actors Temple, to take a class taught by Mark
Wakeling, a co-director at this theatre school. The session was organized by
the group Artists Anonymous, offering bargain rates for theatre classes and
networking events in London.
Wakeling led the class of 20 through the early thought
processes of Meisner’s teachings, that aims to teach you how to use the tool
that is your emotional and intellectual mind to get to the point of
realization where, as Meisner said, you are “living truthfully under the given
imaginary circumstances.” Wakeling helped participants work toward being in the
moment and concentrating on that moment to reveal the truth of how you, and the
person you are interacting with on stage, really are.
The process involved an exercise in repetition with a
performance partner, with each person stating a truth about the other and then
parroting the statement back to the other. The set-up, sometimes adversarial in
nature, produced banter that heard participants proclaiming, “you’re defensive,
you’re nervous, you’re embarrassed!”
Uncomfortable in some instances, the exercises proved that
living in the truth is harsh to face and, as Wakeling pointed out, if everyone
lived in full truth there would be anarchy.
The class gave me new respect for the difficult job that is
the craft of acting. If you are interested in coming along to one of Artists
Anonymous happenings, join their group on Facebook, or visit the website. Next week’s class is Page to Stage, a script
development program, being held Wednesday, February 18.
Learned some new tricks,
-Lisa

Famous Meisner Quotes
“Acting is the ability to live truthfully under
imaginary circumstances.”
“The foundation of acting is the reality of
doing.”
“You know it’s all right to be wrong, but it’s not all
right not to try.”
“There’s no such thing as nothing.”
“Less is more!”
“An ounce of behaviour is worth more than a pound of
words.”
“Silence has a myriad of meanings. In the theatre,
silence is an absence of words, but never an absence of meaning.”
“May I say as the world’s oldest living teacher, ‘Fuck
Polite!’”
“Acting can be fun. Don’t let it get around.”
It’s been a while since i posted here, been busy in NY helping Dare set up and all that jazz. Anyway, there is an interestng debate going on over these parts about whether digital creativity is up to scratch or not. Randy Rothenberg, president of the IAB no less, has weighed in saying he thinks we are all sub par and will never reach the level of David Ogilvy or Bill Bernbach. Is he right?
Course he’s not. Randy’s
notion that digital creativity sucks is a pretty weak argument. Who is
to say who will be the Bernbachs or the Ogilvy’s of digital? It’s
pretty unlikely that there will be *no one* – the odds just don’t stack
up.

Compared to the graph covering the 12 months up until January, that’s astounding growth (as that itself was just a few weeks ago):

To quote Hitwise’s Robin Goad:
Last week Twitter became one of the 100 most visited websites in the UK for the first time. It ranked 91st, placing above online heavyweights such as Expedia UK (96), Gumtree (100), easyJet (101), Digital Spy (103) and Money Supermarket (105).
However, the service is likely even more popular than our numbers imply, as we are only measuring traffic to the main Twitter website. If the people accessing their Twitter accounts via mobile phones and third party applications (such as Twitterrific, Twitterfeed and Tweetdeck) were included, the numbers would be even higher.
Now of course, you might think this was down to the Stephen Fry effect, but we couldn’t possibly comment.*
What will be interesting if Twitter really does go mainstream (which until today, I can’t say I really thought was going to happen), is that, unlike Facebook, Twitter seems to exhibit the same sort of power law relationships as blogs do. Which means the bigger it gets, the more effective work we’ll be able to do for our clients through it…
*disclosure: Stephen is a client of ours and we helped get him going on Twitter.
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Someone will become that famous, at the time DO and BB were not
gods, merely people running their own agencies. They became gods in
history. It’s so much easier to look back and say there was all this
great work but for every ‘Lemon’ there were a million real lemons – bad
press ads, bad commercials, that no one ever talks about.
I should imagine the percentage of ‘good’ versus ‘bad’ digital work
is identical to the percentage of ‘good’ versus ‘bad’ work in every
other media in every other era. It just so happens that we are in the
middle of a new era so it’s easier to scrutinize / criticize.
We can have a sensible debate (if talking about meaningless stuff
that sells meaningless products could ever be described as sensible!)
in 10, maybe 20 years time.
In the meantime it’s always fun to guess though isn’t it? So who would you think is the person most likely to be remembered as the digital daddy? At the moment my money would be either on the artist Jonathan Harris or Ben Palmer from Barbarian, with an each way bet on me and Flo