1、BLOGBUS搬家服务
我想着个搬家服务想了很久了,一直不想自己写。拖着拖着,我的兴趣就转变为悄悄地观察哪一家BSP会首先提供自助的自动搬家服务。这很有意思,因为我知道很多BSP都在提供人工的博客搬家,第一家公开的、自助的、自动的博客搬家(从别人那里搬到自己这里)是要有勇气的。横戈是有勇气的。BLOGBUS也为博客们作了一件好事。我更有兴趣看看哪家BSP会首先跳出来做出反应,其他的BSP分别会做些什么。会不会一下子这个潜规则摆上台面,博客们一夜之间从此可以在所有BSP间自由的季节性迁徙?
2、周翔的51xxU.com
不要误会。这个“xx”代表的事“感谢”、“建议”等等替代词。周翔的51xxU就是“我要谢谢你”,“我要建议你”的意思。为了澄清可能的误会,可爱的周翔还在网站上写道“尊敬的信产部备案的同志,本站内容积极向上,请放心”。如果你有感谢的话希望更多人看到,如果你对别人有建议但不方便直接说出口,可以试试51xxU。
3、育儿博客
Alex他们的育儿博客开通了,并且邀请我为我将来时的孩子开通博客。我感谢他的前瞻性考虑,也感谢他为我现在时的孩子“捐献时间”公益项目提供空间。这段时间捐献时间访问量大增,辛苦了他的机器,赫赫,所以特别帮忙推荐。粗粗的浏览一下这个网站,就让我想起了Eddy为他那可爱的儿子写的成长纪录,堪称经典。
The article inside is titled Big Thief Zhu Dequan and subtitled "It's difficult to believe: a small company with almost no capital took bills of exchange of unbelievable amounts from the bank without arousing anyone's suspicion".
Apparently, a man named Hu Weidong (胡伟东) who was head of the Bank of China's Shuayashan county branch in Heilongjiang Province embezzled 432 million yuan. The embezzelment was done in collusion with a small local private enterprise led by Zhu Dequan (朱德全), who was a local entrepreneur-celebrity. The fraudulent bills of exchange were handed over to Zhu's company over a period of two years.
Five people including Hu were arrested immediately after the crime was discovered in February. 17 days after their arrest, the police tracked down and detained Zhu in Changchun.
Ciajing magazine is well known for its investigative business reporting. It's an encouraging sign that dodgy activities at the state-owned Bank of China feature so prominently on the cover during the 'Two Meetings' taking place this week.
Thanks Comrade N for the tip.
The Chinese-language edition of Rolling Stone magazine, much anticipated by rock fans, comes out this month, and the ever-entertaining Massage Milk offers his thoughts, translated below:
How far can Rolling Stone roll?
With much fanfare, the Chinese edition of Rolling Stone makes its mainland debut.
For a lot of young Chinese people, especially rock fans, Rolling Stone entered our consciousness over ten years ago. For Chinese readers at the time, actually getting a chance to read Rolling Stone was as hard as getting American action movies, but people brought up the name so often in their articles that its reputation far preceeded it. What kind of magazine was it? What rock fan didn't know that there was an American magazine called Rolling Stone? For me, at least, it was always an object of respect.
As Chinese people gained more understanding of the outside world, Rolling Stone became the stuff of kids' rock n' roll dreams: You can start a band, you can start a rock magazine, you can fulfill all your post-adolescent fantasies. The rock rags of the late 90s, most notably XMusic and I Love Rock, became the testbed for Rolling Stone's China dream. The magazines' brash, unfettered style and attacks against traditional music magazines' snobbish, hackneyed writing weren't the only things that they took from Rolling Stone. Even a lot of the design was copied from them. Rolling Stone had that kind of far-reaching influence on Chinese music fans.
Before Chinese media were baptized at the font of commercialism, the concept of a foreign-branded magazine was a tough nut for us to crack. Its foreignness was sometimes the first thing that people hit upon: copying a magazine is easy, but developing a market is hard. The relationship between a magazine and the market behind it is something that a lot of people often overlook. Details are what make or break you, and details are what we most often forget to think about. For the Chinese readership, it's sometimes hard to understand why Rolling Stone picks Jim Kelly, or the Simpsons, or Sandra Bullock, or political figures totally unrelated to rock on its covers. It is precisely because Rolling Stone is not purely a music magazine, or an entertainment magazine - much less fashion or current events.
By extension, the words "rolling stone" beg a question: If you throw out a stone, how far it can roll is determined by many factors. When Rolling Stone was founded, it was absolutely a music magazine, and from there it kept growing and maturing, and covering an ever-wider range of affairs, but its starting point - young people's concerns about life, fashion, art, and consumerism - never changed. The content it's amassed in its 38 years provides ample proof that while it takes music as its central point, the magazine looks beyond music, to life in general. In Rolling Stone, music becomes a window on to the wider world, and articles draw as much relation as possible between music and society as a whole. Rolling Stone is in the end a pop culture magazine.
I'm sure that as an established brand, in the short term, all of the copies and hullaballoo caused by Rolling Stone will make its prospects seem golden, with a straight and easy road ahead of it. The Chinese XMusic and AV World used to be two fairly successful music magazines. Now think about it: stick the two of them together, and isn't it something like Rolling Stone? Nobody's ever thought about it, because even if you do combine the strengths of the two magazines you won't get a Rolling Stone. That's what the Chinese edition of Rolling Stone is, though: XMusic plus AV World, though the result isn't quite the same. The reason? It's got the "Rolling Stone" brand on it. Also, from looking at the thing, its printing, quality, design, and photography are all miles ahead of domestic magazines of the same type. It's starting from a higher point, it's got a brand that can protect it, and at 20 yuan an issue, it has a nice heft to it when you pick it up. Pour erguotou into an XO bottle and it'll sell at XO prices. That's the strength of a brand. Reading Rolling Stone is a completely diffrent experience from reading XMusic or AV World: it completely satisfies our branded life philosophy.
Rolling Stone arrives at a time when China still hadn't produced a successful pop culture magazine. Its entry into China isn't just a signal or a sign; it's an awkward situation. One of the world's most established, fashionable brands, Rolling Stone's birth cries come as music to the ears of Chinese rock fans. Rolling Stone's American birth in 1967 came at the just right time -- though of course, any time at all would've been the right time in America. In China, it seems like no matter what the magazine is, it's always the wrong time, and Rolling Stone faces this very problem.
First, how many Cui Jians does China have? Before Rolling Stone came out, I'd wondered who'd be on its first cover. I couldn't think of more than five people: first off, they'd have to be a symbol; second, it had to be someone that people still paid attention to. Next, it had to be someone with some connection to music. I thought and I thought and I couldn't think of anyone besides Cui Jian. That I was able to call it so easily isn't a case of great minds thinking alike; it's a case of a seriously small candidate pool. This is different from the early days of Rolling Stone in America: its first cover featured John Lennon. Even if Jann Wenner hadn't picked Lennon for his cover, he'd have had plenty of other choices. His Chinese counterpart Hao Fang has a shortage of goods to deal with. Anyone could've figured Cui Jian would be on the cover of the first issue. It's not hard to see that producing a music magazine in China ranks with boxing, construction, and playing American football as a high-risk occupation. There's not much in the way of real gossip or resources to dish out. Rolling Stone faces the same fate as other Chinese-language editions of foreign magazines: it needs to localize, but then faces the problem of finding local resources. Even if you add up all of the Chinese rock ever produced - just about 20 years or so - the entire industry probably produces less music in a year than a single American state. Don't even talk about quality or worth. If Rolling Stone sticks with people at Cui Jian's level, they'll run out of people in a year or so. It has the advantage of being able to use its parent brand, but how much of the content will attract Chinese readers? That's a question mark for now.
Second, print media is on its way out. It may never disappear, but if you look at the way things are going you'll see that it's being battered by online media, losing readers and - more crucially - advertisers. Rolling Stone joins the New York Times Time magazine, and other print standbys in facing decreasing advertising revenues and layoffs worldwide. America as a country enjoys reading periodicals; that's why Rolling Stone has sales in the millions there. What's the Chinese edition, facing the continuous development of online media, a scarcity of musical resources, a small rock scene, and a public not in the habit of reading, going to do? I'm sure it will be very pretty, but it's not going to change the situation. In 2000, Rolling Stone had a rocky period in America when Wenner fired some mid- and high-level executives and replaced them with people who had better marketing instincts, in order to compete with new, competing youth publications like Blender. For an established magazine to be shaken by a new one this way doesn't mean that Blender was necessarily a better magazine, just that it was better able to win youth readership. That Rolling Stone's readership abandoned it in favor of Blender suggests that in America, Rolling Stone is too old-school. In China, that's not the case at all - it's awful lonely at the top, and the magazine can fill a void in the market and set the standard for quality in music and rock periodicals. But how much of a market does it really have? Another question mark.
Third, the pop music scene in China - and the Chinese-speaking world as a whole - is worrisome. The industry has never had any real organization. The Hong Kong and Taiwanese music industries took a dive starting in the mid- to late 90s, and their pop stars all defected to the mainland. On the mainland, the conversion of the non-commercial operations of the 80s to the ridiculously commercial operations of the 90s has warped and bent the industry. There are no rules, no standards, to rational, experienced leadership, no comprehensive legal protection. There's no environment for fostering new talents, and even if venture capital flooded into the industry today, it wouldn't change the chaotic situation. The popularity of online music has permitted people in the industry to abandon traditional business models and make their businesses even more nebulous. Capital consolidation has relegated what few musical resources there were into the hands of a small group of people. In this day and age, there's no way for new stars to be born, or for new trends to arise. It is a mess, a football skirmish with no rules. Jann Werner founded his magazine in time for the great 60s, and the memories of that magical era will always be associated with it. "Yesterday once no more."
The current era can't provide the Chinese edition of Rolling Stone any fuel for its fire. What can it provide? That's another question mark.
The Chinese edition of Rolling Stone is like a Hollywood blockbuster. It created this dream, and people used their dedication to music to realize this dream. A rolling stone gathers no moss, and I hope it can go on rolling forever, on past all the challenges and obstacles it faces in China, I just thought of something Cui Jian sang years ago, the lyrics to some silly youth anthem: "We can't fly, but we won't turn back / Let the ocean thunder and the fierce winds blow / You're just the music for our setting-out."
What will decide the fate of the Chinese edition of Rolling Stone isn't its content, but its operations.
How to write a story for the New York Times:
Take an ESWN translation of a Massage Milk post about Xu Jinglei's blog and advertising.
Stir in a Danwei translation of a Hong Huang post about Chen Kaige and the steamed bun affair.
Call up Xu Jinglei and Sina for some filler quotes, mix it all up and voila! A New York Times story is ready to serve: Chinese Bloggers Grapple With the Profit Motive.
和:禾+口,人人有饭吃
grain + mouth, everyone has enough to eat
谐:言+皆,人人能说话
speech + all, everyone is able to speak
Running Dog is the pseudonym of a blogging foreign correspondent who occasionally published his own essays on a website that is something like a blog. His writing is brutally funny, and completely without the cheese-inducing influence of an editor in London or New York. He is also an infrequent contributor to Danwei.
Running Dog has written a piece about the National People's Congress, one of the 'Two Meetings' currently happening in Beijing.
It's brilliant. Read it!
If you are outside China, go to Running Dog's website and read A game of Jenga played at gunpoint. If you are inside the clammy embrace of China's Net Nanny, the whole piece is reproduced below:
A game of Jenga played at gunpoint
Running Dog wanders into the National People's Congress
STUMBLING UP the steps of the Great Hall of the People, caked in sweat after wandering desperately around Tian'anmen Square on an unseasonably warm March morning as he searched for a gap in the police cordon, Running Dog realized that journalism, as such, wasn't really for him. After three hours of twitching and mumbling grumpily to himself during the opening speech of the National People's Congress by Premier Wen Jiabao, quickly followed by the sight of various media comrades, holding their mikes and notepads like knives and forks and pouring enthusiastically out of the Great Hall's doors in order to rugby-tackle, head-lock and in at least one case paralyze fleeing delegates in the search for the all-elusive Golden Quote, Running Dog was even more convinced that he ought to change his profession.
Still, it could be worse. As Premier Wen pointed out in his speech, if you are an ordinary proletarian in China, you face the risk of unemployment, or worse, being blown up in a mine or a firework factory or torn to shreds by industrial equipment. As for the farmers, they're either fighting off the deserts in the parched northwest, or they are flooded and made destitute in the hydropower-obsessed southwest and choked to death by noxious emissions across the eastern seaboard. These, the government admits, are the major challenges in the coming years.
The theme of the meetings, and of the new Eleventh Five-Year Plan, was the betterment of the masses and the creation of a 'prosperous' and 'harmonious' society under the 'correct' leadership of Hu Jintao and the guiding principles of Marxism-Leninism, Mao Zedong Thought, Deng Xiaoping Theory and the Three Represents. The next five years, said Wen - after three long hours of stats and declarations punctuated by the occasional flourish of boilerplate rhetoric, delivered across the Hall in a falsetto that Wen's thin voice could barely support - would be crucial, and difficult, but 'our targets must be met! Our targets can be met!'
The clement weather seemed, for a while, to be more than a coincidence. A colleague pointed out that in January, Beijing mysteriously darkened after five days of flawless blue. The fact that the municipal government had announced that its 'blue sky' targets for the month had been met might lead one to suspect that the government had cynically ordered the city's biggest polluters to switch off for a week in order to demonstrate that the air quality was improving. Running Dog's suspicious mind began to wonder what the local authorities had done to ensure the good weather during the Two Meetings, when more than 5,000 delegates had arrived in the capital city to go shopping and rubber-stamp umpteen policy documents.
But this was ridiculous, and the bigger theme of the meeting, it seemed to Running Dog, was the almost plaintive tone of the new Plan, with much of the economy now beyond its command. The opening ceremony, with all its brass-band bombast, its gold brocades, its red carpets, was designed to show that the Party was still in charge, and the Five-Year Plan was designed to show that the government has everything under control as it switches seemlessly from the 'get-rich-quick' imperatives of the Jiang Zemin era to the caring, sharing age of Hu and Wen. In fact, the forces of gravity, inertia and human nature might have more of a say in the next five years. As everyone concerned tries to continue to pile on the economic growth, like a game of Jenga played at gunpoint, the smart money seems to be on some sort of bracing economic 'correction' in the not-too-distant future. All countries go through them, so what makes China so different? Meanwhile, as parts of the central government continue to try to shore up the country's teetering social and financial infrastructure, the regions - backed, it seems, by the surviving remnants of the Shanghai Faction - merely pile on more weight. It is going to be tough, and Running Dog wishes them luck.