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Blogerji niso novinarji

Vsaj tako pravijo pri Applu in sodnik iz Californije.
Blogerji, ki so objavili zaupne informacije o novih Applovih izdelkih bodo morali izdati svoje (zaenkrat) zaupne vire, kar je popolnoma v nasprotju z obièajno novinarsko prakso.

“Unlike the whistleblower who discloses a health, safety or welfare hazard affecting all, or the government employee who reveals mismanagement or worse by our public officials, [the sites] are doing nothing more than feeding the public’s insatiable desire for information,”

Èe se to uveljavi kot precedenèni primer ima lahko hude posledice v blogosferi saj tudi “pravi” novinarji ne bodo zašèiteni. Brez dvoma je v doloèenih primerih težko razlikovati med legitimnimi novinarji in raznimi entuziasti, ki brezvestno razširjajo zaupne informacije ampak tako splošna sodba ni najbolj spodbudna.

Torej vprašanje… So bloggerji novinarji in ali si zaslužijo ustrezno zašèito?

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The magical words…

again Pearl Street, Boulder, CO…. in front of Haeagen Dazs icecream shop.

We’re waiting for the sign to change from Don’t Walk to Walk (like people don’t know what the green light means?!) and discussing the (near) heavenly icecream mix of chocolate-chocolate chip and belgian chocolate-chocolate (chocoholics rejoice!)

One of us mentioned chocolate and at the same time a waitress from the shop came out and said “yes, it’s free icecream” to another custumer outside (failing to mention only the samples were actually free).

As if on cue, three college girls standing behind us involved in a heated debate immediately turned around trying to find out where chocolate and icecream were mentioned.
Their eyes just lit up when we pointed them towards the shop

What is it with the combination of girls, icecream, chocolate and the word “free”? Is it like a reflex? Do they imagine a huge sale of chocolate icecream?

Being a long time chocoholic myself I can certainly understand that particular connection but their reaction was instant! Blink and you’ll miss it type of thing…

Save the children?

Pearl Street, Boulder, CO…. imagine Las Ramblas in Barcelona, street performers, hardcore hippies that never came out of the 60s, artists, homeless begging for a little bit of spare change, lots of little shops and restaurants, basically the lot.

Walking down the street a girl comes up to me:

“Do you have a minute for Save the Children?”

“What?”

“Save the Children Foundation…it’s…”

“…oh, sorry but I don’t wanna save them. They’re, they’re nasty” (I know, I know… but I couldn’t find a better word at the time)

She played along, the smart college girl she probably was, recognising the joke and smiled back pretending she was insulted.

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