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The increasingly inaccurately-named blog of journalist and futurist Chris Taylor. Either the most sporadically brilliant amateur blog, the most brilliantly amateur sporadic blog, or the most amateur sporadic brilliance on the Web since 2001.
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I'm the newly-appointed Future editor at Business 2.0 and the former San Francisco correspondent for Time Magazine.
Wow, so does this mean everything you write reflects Time Inc's opinion? Or do you perhaps have some sort of standard disclaimer to the effect that it doesn't?
Naturally, the opinions contained in this blog are not those of my employers. In fact, some opinions may be the polar opposite of my employers. Some may be the same, for all I know. Hey, it's not like I ask my employers their opinions about everything in the news, okay? Let's just say that if this were a Venn diagram with one circle marked "my opinions" and the other one marked "my employers' opinions", there would doubtless be some overlap. But neither I nor my employers are able to pinpoint exactly where that overlap is.
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An experiment for a column I wrote about blogging back in December 2001. All these years later, I haven't been able to kick the habit.
Do you write any other blogs, by chance? Could that have something to do with the fact that Daily Blah isn't always Daily?
Yes -- the Future Boy blog for Business 2.0. And yes. If you want true, editorially-mandated daily coverage from me, that's probably the best place to look.
Mister, you talk funny. Are you one of them furrners?
Why yes I am, as it happens. I was born, raised and educated in Great Britain. I've been living in the U.S. since 1996 and identify as British.
I say, old chap, you forgot the "u" in "colour."
No I didn't. I may identify as British, but I am also an American journalist writing for an American audience about mostly American issues. These two different sides of me are a constant source of tension. Nevertheless, Daily Blah will adhere to American English grammar and spelling.
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Daily Blah for... Tuesday, May 31, 2005
David Who?
A Tenth Doctor Who has been announced, and I would like to file an official complaint with the universe that no one informed me of this until a month after the fact (and even then, I only discovered via an unrelated Google search). This is like a Catholic not finding out they chose a new Pope. So my own personal "Ratzing-whu?" moment is: who the heck is David Tennant? A star in the BBC show Casanova, apparently, which has not yet reached these shores (unlike Christopher Eccleston's work).
But hang on a minute. Casanova? Doctors used to be chosen for their eccentricity, their otherworldlyness. Sure, they were adventurous time-travelers, but in a big-toothed British kind of way. They were wizened and wizardly. No matter how old you were, you could look up to them as being every minute the (roughly) 900 years this guy was supposed to be.
In the last decade, though, it seems the Doctor has to be a dashing romantic lead in his twenties -- Paul McGann, Ecclestone (not traditionally romantic, to be sure, but still dashingly leather-bound) and now Casanova bloke. Yes, I know, the world has changed, and yes, I know the Doctor's regenerating body has been getting consistently younger (not to mention smaller and thinner -- are there too many fashion magazines lying around the TARDIS?)
I'll reserve final judgment on Tennant until I see him in action, naturally, but he looks barely old enough to shave. Who's going to play the Doctor after him, and will there be a court order to prevent Michael Jackson from watching?
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