The Japanese Way of Cycling

Bikes and cyclists living in perfect harmony with pedestrians in Japan

Bikes and cyclists living in perfect harmony with pedestrians in Japan

A small black circle of chewing gum pressed into the carpet in the Heathrow disembarkation tunnel heralded our arrival back in the UK from Japan. It marked a stark contrast.  Japan must be one of the cleanest countries I’ve ever visited.

From the outside Japan appears to be an ideal society. It is orderly, well-maintained and efficient, the people are extremely polite and helpful, and that of course is before you admire their powerful economy, delicious cuisine, delightful gardens and so on. Although I’m sure they must have their problems.

Then of course there are the bicycles. They are everywhere. The bike, from an outsider’s point of view at least, doesn’t just seem to be a popular mode of transport in Japan – it is well-integrated into society and free from many of the hassles and hazards that face cyclists in the West.

The first thing you notice about cycling in Japan is that they do it on pavement. Yes, rather than taking their chances on the road, cyclists weave their way through the pedestrian traffic on seats set very low.  Bikes seem to be in the category ‘machine-assisted pedestrian’, rather than ‘semi-motor vehicle’.  Some towns even have separate bike lanes at the zebra crossings.

Riding down the pavement means that cyclists have to go at a sensible pace, at least when there are lots of people about. Neither Autumn nor I saw any bike-rage, although perhaps we were just lucky. Cyclists appeared to be considerate and pedestrians tolerant; overall people did seem to be very well behaved.

There also seem to be good facilities for cyclists. Rather than bike stands dotted around the streets, it is common to see cycle parks. These might be in the corner of a car park, filling up the basement of a building, or as in one place we saw, a ramp up into a  multi-story bike park. Unfortunately, we only found out about the most incredible bike storage option after returning to the UK. It’s a sort of storage bunker where cyclists post their bikes into a small opening and they are whisked down into a subterranean mega-rack, see the video here:

Most bikes just seem to be parked in the street, either on their own or in big groups. The lack of cycle stands suggests that cyclists don’t have to lock their bikes to an immovable object because people are less likely to pick them up and chuck them into the back of a white van. The average Japanese bike lock is a flimsy ‘ring lock’ job that British thieves would slice through with nothing so much as a pair of nail clippers. Apparently thefts are reduced as all cycles must be registered with the police.

The Japanese bike is a little different from the bikes you see haring around London. The ‘sit up and beg’ style is most popular (there are far fewer racers, hybrids, mountain bikes or fixies than here) although it’s really the add-ons that make them unique.  Many bikes have boxes, baskets and compartments on the front and back, and some even feature a child seat on the front with a useful Perspex visor to keep the rain out. There are also umbrella holders which clip on to your handlebars.

Japanese bike with baskets, umbrella and doggie

Japanese bike with baskets, umbrella and doggie

It is pleasant idea to imagine that the Brits could follow in the civilised footsteps of the Japanese, but would it work? Riding to work on the pavement sounds like a very slow and tiresome business to me. Further, we are probably just too barbarous and rude: after landing in Istanbul from Kansai International Airport, virtually every passenger on our plane (most of whom were Japanese) offered to let us get into the aisle as we struggled to get our luggage out of the overhead lockers, while in London we had to wait for almost the entire plane of returning Brits to disembark before anyone let us join the stream of people filing past. That was before we even reached the chewing gum, let alone the Old Kent Road.

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Get lost at La Mare aux Fées

The remarkable mossy boulders in the forest surrounding Huelgoat

The remarkable mossy boulders in the forest surrounding Huelgoat

The town of Huelgoat sits in the middle of a vast, mossy forest. In the summer the sunlight fills the woods with a luminous, dappled light. If you look hard enough, you might see Asterix and Obelix tramping through the trees. There is actually a Gaulish fort buried in the woods, similar to the one that Asterix lived in (surrounded by the Roman forts of Laudanum, Compendium, Aquarium, and Totorum – tot o’ rum geddit?)

In this town – which has nothing to do with goats – the lovely Autumn’s mum now runs a Chambres d’Hote or Bed and Breakfast Huelgoat (that’s like a normal B&B, but situated in Huelgoat!) Called La Mare Aux Fées or The Fairies’ Pool, it has three guest rooms and is just a two minute stroll from the town square where there it’s possible to get a medicinal cidre with your Breton crêpe.

As you can see from the above link, not only does Autumn’s mum now run this homely little hostelry, but it also has a website. It’s a rather swish-looking piece of work, somehow contemporary yet classic. The site was designed by Jamie Winder, a London graphic designer – and one of the elite too. Thanks mate.

Like Cornwall, Brittany is popular with tourists. But unlike its British counterpart it doesn’t feel overrun with city dwellers in the summer. Even better, you don’t have to queue on the A30 to get into Brittany.

One of the other interesting things about Huelgoat is that it is where Jack Kerouac’s ancestor’s came from. There’s even a plaque put up by Kerouac Corp. commemorating the original ancestor who first left the town in the seventeenth century. The name is typically Breton – many names and places start with ‘Ker-thisser and Ker-thatter’, as Jack himself put it in Satori in Paris .

In that book, he visits Paris and then Brittany to look up his Breton ancestry:  “I had come to Brittany and France just to look up this old name of mine which is just about three thousand years old and was never changed in all that time, as who would change a name that simply means House (Ker), In the Field (ouac) –” Unfortunately, he spent most of his time necking brandies and never made it to Huelgoat. Now’s your chance.

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Blood and fear

The bruise was so huge that the cameraman's hands were shaking (hence the blur)

My spindly arm, gone purple

Giving blood sounds like a good idea. There’s a great shortage apparently and it helps people in need. At the very least, it’s a very easy way of doing a good deed. Easy, that is, if you don’t mind having a needle jabbed in your arm and a pint of blood siphoned off.

A very long time ago I tried to donate blood, but was turned down as I’d recently had Hepatitis A . I don’t think I’m particularly worried about needles, so when the lovely Autumn donated last year I thought I’d follow suit.

Even if you’re not phased by needles, it’s not that easy to give blood. In late November last year I was turned away as I’d been in India less than six months previously – being just four days within the donation exclusion zone. The snow and treacherously icy pavements in January meant another appointment fell through when the donation centre closed early.

The donation

At last I was allocated a slot about two weeks ago. I turned up to a church hall on a Thursday morning at 9.30 in the morning ready to go. A nurse handed me a questionnaire on my medical past – this time my blood was judged safe. She then sent me to wait and drink water; I had about 1/3 of a pint while, feeling calm, flicking through a copy of National Geographic.

Another nurse took me behind a blue screen to question me on my questionnaire. The tip of my finger was pricked for a drop of blood that was dripped into a tube of blue liquid to make sure it contained enough iron. Then it was time to lie down on the blue plastic stretcher.

I’m right handed, so the nurse stuck the needle in my left arm. A momentary jab of pain – like any normal injection – ‘I can handle it’, I thought. So, I lay there trying to multi-task: opening and closing my left hand, whilst clenching my buttocks and also trying to flex my quads. This is a bit like batting your head while circling your stomach with your other hand, but it’s meant to prevent faintness afterwards.

Then my phone started ringing in my pocket. Another task to add to all the flexing seemed manageable, so I answered it. Soon I was talking to a friend in Australia. Then the nurse said she was finished and I tried to wind up the call.

As the needle was pulled out, a jolt of pain hit my arm as if it been twisted to one side. I put the phone away and ouch, yes, it hurt. Patients are told to sit up for a few moments first and then swing their legs off the bed. When my feet dangled off the bed, the nurse and I both stared at the arm in silence for a split second. A purple dome of blood the size of a quail’s egg stood out of the pale skin. A nervous look appeared to shoot across her face and she called over a more senior nurse.

I was read the ‘ blood donor bruising riot act’: “X% to XX% of all donors experience bruising, this can be caused by blah, blah, blah” . The trouble was, by this stage nothing really mattered: I was starting to feel woozy. “Sorry, I think I’m feeling rather faint”, I squeaked. More nurses descended on the bed and I was told to lie back down.

With a block of foam whipped under my feet and a cold, wet flannel flapped on my forehead, it seemed an ideal time to tell my anecdote of the other time I almost fainted – when I almost cut two finger tips off on my first and last trip ice skating. A tight bandage was wound around my arm.

After a few minutes the feeling passed, so I got up and went to get an orange squash and club biscuit before fleeing to work.

The aftermath

Waking up on Friday morning, a bruise had spread across my arm from a couple of inches below my armpit all the way to my watch strap. The crook of my arm, where the needle had gone in, was sore, but not too painful.

The experience made a good talking point and later in the morning I got a call from a friend who happens to donate regularly. She reckoned the faintness might have been because I hadn’t drunk enough water. The 45 minute run before my donation appointment would have made me more dehydrated too.

On Sunday, I was still thrilled to show off my rainbow trout of a limb, but I noticed it ached when I swung my two and half year old niece above my head.

That night it started: A fierce pain in my bicep woke me up and there seemed to be no position where the arm was comfortable. Finally, sleeping with the thing stuck straight out of the bed at right angles seemed to work.

Jolts of pain whenever my bike hit a pot hole on Monday meant that riding the bike became impossible. After another sleepless night on Tuesday, I called the Blood Donor hot-line the next morning only to be reassured that it would get better. My moaning woke Autumn on Wednesday night and I had to press a bag of frozen peas on the bicep to relieve the pain.

Thursday, on my second call to the hotline a sympathetic nurse recommended booking a visit to the doctor, although she stressed this was mostly for my peace of mind.

Bleary eyed from five days of broken sleep I dragged myself to the doctor on Friday morning. Although the arm was constantly aching, showing off the stupendous bruise was still some compensation. “I’ve never seen a bruise that big”, the doctor told me, although that may simply have indicated how young she was.

As it happened, there was a noticeable lessening of the pain that morning. The doc said that as I didn’t have pins and needles in my fingers and the bruise hadn’t gone red, it was unlikely that it was infected so, once more, I must wait.

Friday night I had my first good night’s sleep. The pain started tapering off quickly after that and the bruise faded too.

Now I’m ready to go again. Not right now of course, because you have to wait for four months in between donations, but I think I would do it. With huge wide veins, which are supposed to be ideal for giving blood, I think I was exceptionally unlucky. Perhaps my runs in training for the Brighton Marathon didn’t really help matters. Part of the problem was that I almost fainted when being told about what to expect from bruising, so couldn’t remember what was said.

One night when lying there trying to sleep with the arm propped up on a pillow I thought about the pain. Although I couldn’t describe it as ‘agony’ or ‘excruciating’, the best term seemed to be ‘considerable pain’. Not too bad I suppose, but a bit worrying if you haven’t been expecting it. Perhaps they should put that in the bruises information “You may experience considerable pain, but if it becomes agony give us a call.” Anyway, next time I’ll be very careful to ask for an experienced nurse to extract the needle.

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If you go down to the woods today

Engrossed in 3D at IMax

Engrossed in 3D at IMax

I didn’t want to like Avatar too much. It’s the most expensive movie ever made , costing around $280 million to make and another $150 million to hype, and that’s enough reason to give it a wide berth. Besides Avatar is supposed to be pitched against a much smaller, cheaper British film in the race for the Oscars : An Education. The smaller film is set in the unswinging early-Sixties London and by most accounts a more nuanced effort – less crash bang whallop and much more my sort of thing really. Still, I was curious about this movie-phenomenon.

Part of the attraction of Avatar was finally getting to go to an IMAX cinema and to see a film in 3D. I’d never been to either and had this idea that the IMAX are the cinematic equivalent of the Alps with screens that tower into the clouds and leave the cinema-goer dumbstruck and overwhelmed. Unfortunately the Greenwich Odeon screen didn’t seem very big at all. Perhaps it was an IMIN.

It turns out that the movie is pretty engrossing. The hero, Jake Sully, played by Sam Worthington, is a paraplegic ex-marine who is drafted in to the Avatar programme on the moon Pandora. This involves having his consciousness ported into the body of one of the tall, blue inhabitants of this jungle-covered planet. It’s a sort of a slightly less naff World of Warcraft. The humans are mining the planet for the precious mineral Unobtainium (an amusing name for a mineral that I assumed was original, but according to its wiki page has been around since the fifties). They want Jake to ingratiate himself into a village of blue-skins and persuade its inhabitants to move away so an open-cast mine can be ripped out of paradise.

The contrast between the unspoiled Eden of the handsome Na’vi aliens and the thuggish humans is the key theme of the film. However it has a lot more going on than that, and the movie throws out a relentless barrage of cranky ideas and motifs taken from other films. One of these familiar ideas is of virtual reality, entering another mind or world that has been used in films like Existenz , Total Recall and Strange Days . As in Existenz where players of the Existenz game have to plug in the gaming device into their bodies, the Na’vi connect their pony-tails to plants and animals. This enables them to commune with non-human intelligence – they grok each other – an idea found in Robert Heinlein’s classic Sci-Fi novel Stranger in a Strange Land .

There are bits of Star Wars , fragments of 2001 , and possibly even a dollop of Flash Gordon . However, all this isn’t too obvious, it doesn’t weigh the movie down too much. James Cameron handles his sources like a mainstream Quentin Tarantino and creates something fresh and exciting. The 3D takes it into a new realm of cinematic experience and also isn’t too in your face. Before the film started, we were shown a trailer for a film about the Hubble telescope where the satellite was jutting out of the screen, but in Avatar the technology is mostly used to give the characters and landscapes greater depth.

Some of it’s pretty trippy -  at night the forest turns into a neon-lit, sub-aquatic day-glo rave. All beings on the planet form a vast intelligent neural network – similar to Terence McKenna and Paul Stamets ‘ ideas about mushrooms. Some bloggers have even noticed that the blue Na’vi resemble the elf-people you’re meant to see after taking the hallucinogenic Ayahuasca vine from the Amazon. The natives live in a vast, ancient tree whose branches and roots are seen on the computers at the human’s base looking like the Norse tree at the centre of life Yggdrasil .

The most glaringly obvious thing about this film is its anti-colonialism. You can see Avatar as Zulu in reverse, with the Zulus surrounded by the Brits. Or is that The Emerald Forest , where a young man ‘gone native’ joins a fight to save the rain forest from earth moving equipment using only stone-age weapons. I wonder if this is what has contributed to the film’s international success, now that occupation by foreign powers is on the agenda again. Lawrence of Arabia wrote in a letter: “We are calling them [the arabs] to fight for us on a lie, and I can’t stand it.” Luckily, Jake Sully finds a way out. Although I expect Avatar will win more statues than An Education at the Academy Awards, I don’t suppose Cameron would mind if he was trounced by the little guys.

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Office Angst

Not all smiles

Not all smiles

At work I sit at my desk with my headphones on, sometimes listening to last night’s Late Junction and sometimes with no sound at all. That might explain the how I didn’t quite catch what was going on, at least I don’t think it was an aural Rorschach test .

Just now the bloke who sits next to me exclaimed ‘I fucking hate work’ with some rancour. To which the bloke opposite him responded ‘I hate myself’… Golly I thought, those are heavy sentiments for a Tuesday afternoon. That was until my brain had unscrambled the message and twigged that the first one had said ‘I fucking hate Word’ and the other ‘I hate Excel’!

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He’s behind you

Widow Twanky honks her horn at the Hackney Empire

Widow Twankey honks her horn at the Hackney Empire

What with the snow – or the ice – becoming annoying and the darkness of January grinding its way towards its lowest point on Blue Monday , it’s time for a little warmth and colour. That is, it’s really time for pantomime. So, last week the lovely Autumn booked us tickets to Aladdin at the Hackney Empire.

Since discovering last year that my great-grandfather was a scene painter in Victorian panto , I have a new found interest in the form, but I’ve also never quite grown out of it either. If you are off to see a pantomime this winter it seems that the Hackney panto is the one to see, even the sceptical (and slightly snooty) Telegraph reviewer left walking on air.

It’s easy to see why the reviews have been so good – from the introduction by the panto camel to the final rapturous bows – this is a desert-hot blast of energy and good humour. Alongside our cheery Aladdin (Anna Jane Casey) the other characters are as bright and bold as Dalston Market oranges. There’s definitely a Hackney influence: the Empress of China (Tameka Empson) has taken on a very ‘strident’ African form, complete with village proverbs, and the Genii of the Lamp (Kat B) seems to think it’s 4am in a bashment. Even the catch phrase of the Genii of the Ring (Josephine Melville) is “You get me though?”

Perhaps it’s because most of my panto going was done a while ago, but the Widow Twankey of The Wash-Me-Nicks Laundry seems to be more gregarious than ever. Wearing seven elaborate outfits, Clive Rowe is simply splendid. He’s as wide as a washing machine, with a voice as big as a bus that he left me wanting a him to finish the snatches of songs he sings. Luckily, with comic timing set in Greenwich, there wasn’t time to dwell on it.

If you thought that panto was for youngsters then you’d be wrong: we were sitting behind a row of oldsters. Who wouldn’t appreciate a dance routine featuring mummies from the tomb, or cart-wheeling pandas. All this happens on a backdrop of dazzling sets that flick past at a bewildering speed. The dragon that takes Aladdin from the Peking suburb of Ha-Ka-Ney to Arabia is a particular wonder of ingenuity. The set designers even built a palace just for the final bows. I’m sure Oscar Barrett and John P Barrett would approve.

Despite the jollity of the show, there is a sinister, sorrowful cloud that hangs over the proceedings. This is nothing to do with Abanazer the magician who’s the baddie, and everything to do with the financial problems that threaten to close the theatre. Last summer the Empire almost shut for good and when the panto finishes at the beginning of February, they are having a ‘rethink’ on their artistic direction. Roland Muldoon, a former chief executive and artistic director, believes the changes will move away from the theatre’s ‘black’ programming agenda. This suggests that the management thinks that this agenda is not bringing in the crowds. Whatever is behind these financial problems, this year’s Aladdin is not entirely ‘white’, but it left the audience entirely satisfied, black or white. Book your tickets now .

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Happy Christmas to everyone

Christmas garland, St Bartholemew the Great, London

Christmas garland, St Bartholemew the Great, London

Peace on earth, and good will to all … hopefully

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The man who would be King Roast Spud Maker…

Roast potatoes, courtesy of su-lin

Roast potatoes, courtesy of su-lin

Michael Caine came over as an charming, down-to-earth Londoner on the Desert Island Discs Christmas Special . He trotted out a few great stories and chose some surprisingly contemporary discs (he likes ‘chill out’ music).  As a self-confessed romantic, he told us he loves Christmas and its rituals. Apparently, one of the highlights of the festive lunch in the Caine household is the potatoes. This is because Sir Michael makes “the best roast potatoes in the world” according to his mate, the film director and food critic, Michael Winner.

Presenter, Kirsty Young asked how he prepared these perfect spuds and he gave out a few tips. As his wife is a vegetarian, he uses no animal fat, so here’s Michael Caine’s recipe for unforgettable roast potatoes:

  • Pre-boil potatoes “otherwise they’ll be no good”
  • Drain and let them steam until “absolutely dry”
  • Replace saucepan lid and shake “so that they go all fluffy”
  • Place in cold olive oil (“so it [the fat] soaks in”) with rosemary and sage – then roast

I never cook them, so it’s all new to me, but a quick search reveals that rival cooks generally agree about this stuff. Everyone says par-boil them, Jamie Oliver reckons for five minutes, Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall says seven and Delia Smith 10. Drying and shaking seems to be essential for all the chefs.  Delia seems to think that it’s best to roast the potatoes for 50 minutes. So, possibly Sir Michael’s most original contribution to the art of the roast is the temperature of the oil – cold – and not a lot of people know that.

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The wiki alarm, wiki books and wiki tips

Science & tech activity on Wikipedia visualised - courtesy of abeautifulwww.com

Science & tech activity on Wikipedia visualised - courtesy of abeautifulwww.com

Bad press on Wikipedia is probably something that most of us don’t fear too much. If you’re someone who does have such concerns, then you might want to set up an alert on Wiki Alarm . This service will alert you about changes to any wiki page that you are concerned about. It’s the latest thing in Online Reputation Management .

The guys behind the product have even found a term to describe the ultimate wiki disaster: Wiki-circularity . This is where a fiction is posted on Wikipedia and this is then taken at face value by a blogger or journalist who writes about it. This article/post gets quoted as a source on wikipedia and your fate – or reputation – is apparently sealed.

There are quite a few examples of nonsense on Wikipedia surviving on the site for a long time, and sometimes even finding their way into the press. The Guardian even used fabricated quotations apparently from Maurice Jarre , a French composer and conductor, in his obituary in April this year. It’s probably no coincidence that this snappy new term was coined by someone in that most dubious of disciplines, marketing. ‘Wiki-circularity’ is one way of putting it, but bad journalism, or even defamation, would be more accurate. Checking sources is basic.

It’s probably best to treat Wikipedia as a brief, tentative overview with (hopefully) some useful leads to follow up. The sources are all important in Wikipedia. Most journalists worth their salt seem to head to the sources anyway according to a study by the American Journalism Review last year.

If you want to know more about making the most of Wikipedia, there are some useful resources available. Many of them are found under the reference section of the site. Last year, the computer book publishing company O’Reilly, published a How To Wiki guide as a part of their Missing Manuals imprint. They’ve also very kindly put the book on the Wikipedia help pages – Wikipedia the Missing Manual . It’s a fairly comprehensive overview of how to use the encyclopaedia. Another practical guide called How Wikipedia Works can also be read online, although not in wiki (editable) form.

There are a few other interesting books for the general reader (rather than dry academic tomes, of which there are a few too) about the ideas behind Wikipedia. In 2006 Don Tapscott and Anthony Williams wrote Wikinomics: How Mass Collaboration Changed Everything which explained just how it made a difference. In March of this year, Professor of Journalism Andrew Lih ‘s book The Wikipedia Revolution : How a Bunch of Nobodies Created the World’s Greatest Encyclopedia gave a history of the project. Finally, a couple of months ago Andrew Dalby , a writer on language and food history, has published The World and Wikipedia: How We are Editing Reality which looks at how the articles relate to the reality they pretend to reflect.

Wikipedia’s useful and potentially misleading qualities must be fairly obvious, however the number of editors seems to be falling . Dalby and Lih raise a few other issues that seem to be slowing work on the project: it’s possible that almost all of the most important articles have already been written, and the proliferation of rules might be putting people off contributing. In one of Dalby’s earlier books, he looked at the hegemony of the English language and in his Wikipedia book he examines whether its popularity is killing off rival publications, especially outside the Anglophone world. Others complain how Wikipedia monopolises Google results (although it seems staff at Encyclopaedia Britannica are key amongst these critics).

If you don’t like the Wiki-monopoly you can always start contributing to Citizendium , the encyclopaedia started by Larry Sanger who founded Wikipedia along with Jimmy Wales. Sanger became disillusioned with Wikipedia’s methods for achieving reliability, and his alternative wiki encyclopaedia gives a more prominent role to experts. (You could also consider Conservativepedia who give a more prominent role to bong-smoking US conservatives of the Dubya mould.)

Alternatively you could follow these five simple steps for contributing to Wikipedia :

1. Attribute/ source everything if you’re writing, and treat everything not attributed with caution if you’re reading

2. Have an argument for notability at the back of your mind ( deletionists wield this criteria as their chief weapon to cut out articles)

3. Have a look at the featured articles and very good articles to get an idea of the direction you should be heading

4. Remember you don’t own anything on Wikipedia. It’s not your article, but merely one you started or contributed to

5. If you want to upload images familiarise yourself with the Wikipedia images policy and especially the image use policy

Bad press on Wikipedia is probably something that most of us don’t fear too much. If you’re someone who does have such concerns, then you might want to set up an alert on Wiki Alarm . This service will alert you about changes to any wiki page that you are concerned about. It’s the latest thing in Online Reputation Management .

The guys behind the product have even found a term to describe the ultimate wiki disaster: Wiki-circularity . This is where a fiction is posted on Wikipedia and this is then taken at face value by a blogger or journalist who writes about it. This article/post gets quoted as a source on wikipedia and your fate – or reputation – is apparently sealed.

There are quite a few examples of nonsense on Wikipedia surviving on the site for a long time, and sometimes even finding their way into the press. The Guardian even used fabricated quotations apparently from Maurice Jarre , a French composer and conductor, in his obituary in April this year. It’s probably no coincidence that this snappy new term was coined by someone in that most dubious of disciplines, marketing. ‘Wiki-circularity’ is one way of putting it, but bad journalism, or even defamation, would be more accurate. Checking sources is basic.

It’s probably best to treat Wikipedia as a brief, tentative overview with (hopefully) some useful leads to follow up. The sources are all important in Wikipedia. Most journalists worth their salt seem to head to the sources anyway according to a study by the American Journalism Review last year.

If you want to know more about making the most of Wikipedia, there are some useful resources available. Many of them are found under the reference section of the site. Last year, the computer book publishing company O’Reilly, published a How To Wiki guide as a part of their Missing Manuals imprint. They’ve also very kindly put the book on the Wikipedia help pages – Wikipedia the Missing Manual . It’s a fairly comprehensive overview of how to use the encyclopaedia. Another practical guide called How Wikipedia Works can also be read online, although not in wiki (editable) form.

There are a few other interesting books for the general reader (rather than dry academic tomes, of which there are a few too) about the ideas behind Wikipedia. In 2006 Don Tapscott and Anthony Williams wrote Wikinomics: How Mass Collaboration Changed Everything which explained just how it made a difference. In March of this year, Professor of Journalism Andrew Lih ‘s book The Wikipedia Revolution : How a Bunch of Nobodies Created the World’s Greatest Encyclopedia gave a history of the project. Finally, a couple of months ago Andrew Dalby , a writer on language and food history, has published The World and Wikipedia: How We are Editing Reality which looks at how the articles relate to the reality they pretend to reflect.

Wikipedia’s useful and potentially misleading qualities must be fairly obvious, however the number of editors seems to be falling . Dalby and Lih raise a few other issues that seem to be slowing work on the project: it’s possible that almost all of the most important articles have already been written, and the proliferation of rules might be putting people off contributing. In one of Dalby’s earlier books, he looked at the hegemony of the English language and in his Wikipedia book he examines whether its popularity is killing off rival publications, especially outside the Anglophone world. Others complain how Wikipedia monopolises Google results (although it seems staff at Encyclopaedia Britannica are key amongst these critics).

If you don’t like the Wiki-monopoly you can always start contributing to Citizendium , the encyclopaedia started by Jerry Sanger who founded Wikipedia along with Jimmy Wales. Sanger became disillusioned with Wikipedia’s methods for achieving reliability, and his alternative wiki encyclopaedia gives a more prominent role to experts. (You could also consider Conservativepedia who give a more prominent role to bong-smoking US conservatives of the Dubya mould.)

Alternatively you could follow these five simple steps for contributing to Wikipedia :

1. Attribute/ source everything if you’re writing, and treat everything not attributed with caution if you’re reading

2. Have an argument for notability at the back of your mind ( deletionists wield this criteria as their chief weapon to cut out articles)

3. Have a look at the featured articles and very good articles to get an idea of the direction you should be heading

4. Remember you don’t own anything on Wikipedia. It’s not your article, but merely one you started or contributed to

5. If you want to upload images familiarise yourself with the Wikipedia images policy and especially the image use policy

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My experiment with Ubuntu

Ubuntu badges

Ubuntu badges

I know why Acer computers are so cheap. I also know that although I like the principles of Ubuntu (the software , not ethic ), I am not yet committed to the practise. The story started when I was looking to buy a computer. I got lots of advice (including from techies who should know the score) telling me what a great deal Acer computers are. They did compare very favourably with rival laptops, so I bought one. But now I have first-hand experience of one significant cost they’ve managed to cut to achieve their remarkable value for money.

In mid-June the laptop went on the blink after two and a quarter years of working fine. After pressing the ‘on’ button it ran a disk scan trying to repair errors, then just as it made it to the desktop the thing closed down and the whole process began again. Someone at work diagnosed dodgy drivers. In Safe mode I downloaded the drivers from the Acer site, some installed and some didn’t, obviously not enough to help. The same went for the drivers from Drivers.com.

At this stage, most computer owners would get out their back-up disk and either run a repair operation on the operating system, or start again and reinstall it. They would do this if they could find their back-up disk. I couldn’t, so I phoned Acer and was told that I should have burned my own when I first used the computer. Apparently the instruction booklet and a pop-up window tell you to do this. The sympathetic call centre man admitted that most people never look at the instructions and generally ignore the pop-up. About three weeks had passed and I was having to restrain myself from throwing the computer out of the window and then starting a site called acercon.com about what a con Acer are.

The computer was bust, but it seemed most unfair that I would  have to buy a new operating system. I did own the key to a copy of Windows XP, I’d just  forgotten to burn the software. This is when I heard of Ubuntu, this is a free operating system (OS) named after the South African brotherhood of man ethic. It is built using a Linux kernel , the kernel is the central component of an OS and Linux is a programming language that is ‘ Unix-like ‘. Unix is the language that is used to build the Macintosh operating system. So, at a bit of a stretch, Ubuntu is a Macintosh-like operating system – for free!

The ‘free’ side of the web appeals to me and not just in a download-all-my-music-for-free, take-what-I-can sort of way. Wikipedia must be one the best free things about the web and I contribute. Last week when looking up crumpets , I noticed a disputed point on the Anglo-Saxon roots of the bread, so immediately scurried to Google Books to see if I could find a source to verify the matter. Perhaps I could join the Ubuntu efforts too.

Ubuntu’s advantages over Windows operating systems include that it is faster and more secure. Oh yes, and freer. It starts up with African-sounding drumming and singing, and then you’re ready to go in about 10 seconds. As my windows took five minutes to get going at one stage, that is a big improvement. Rather than having a ‘Start’ menu, all the applications are found in menus on a top panel. It didn’t take too long before I was using it like a natural.

Unfortunately, not all software works on Ubuntu. This is not always a problem, for instance although you can’t run Microsoft Office, you can use Open Office an open-source version with very similar functionality. Also,  iTunes doesn’t work, but you can also plug your iPod into the free and open-source Songbird or even install a virtual Windows within Ubuntu and run iTunes on that. There is more of a problem when you own a gadget that runs using specific software – for instance, our dictaphone,  Speedo swimming MP3 player and Bluetooth dongle wouldn’t operate on it.

There were a few more annoying problems. The computer’s microphone and microphone socket didn’t like Ubuntu and wouldn’t work, so there wasn’t much point in Skype. The mousepad was far more sensitive than with Windows, which meant that when happily writing away at the bottom of the page I’d suddenly find myself in the middle of a word at the top. It also wouldn’t connect to my home wireless, although the work connection was fine. What should have been a jolly, positive thing was just irritating.

Ubuntu release a new version of their software every six months and last month the BBC News site had an article on the latest update . It mentions that Wikipedia use the software – another good thing. Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough to keep me on the OS. Perhaps it’s just a matter of habit or not having enough persistence to iron out the problems, but I’ve moved back to XP. If I could get the computer and software working properly with Ubuntu I might go back to it, unless Windows 7 tempts me.

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