This will probably get me into trouble, but I’m quite excited by Jony Ive leaving Apple. He’d clearly run out of things to say about computer design, and is interested in exploring new fields.
That opens up space for a new vision to come forward for Apple.
Blimey. Ive leaving Apple to form his own firm - but Apple will be one of his first clients.
This really was not the plan for this afternoon.
The street where I grew up.
Hello, Edinburgh.
I have a suspicion that a child may have used this seat before me…
I have got to bring my tab habit under control. There’s no point opening all these damn things, unless I’m going to sit and read them.
No two companies have done more to drag private life into the algorithmic eye than Google and Facebook. Together, they operate the world’s most sophisticated dragnet surveillance operation, a duopoly that rakes in nearly two thirds of the money spent on online ads. You’ll find their tracking scripts on nearly every web page you visit. They can no more function without surveillance than Exxon Mobil could function without pumping oil from the ground.
This is a fundamental, unavoidable truth of both their business models.
Finished drafting tomorrow’s newsletter for my paying subscribers. Feeling good about it (although slightly guilty that this is not going on the open web. But then, this is a topic I’ll return to on my blog, I’m sure).
Morning office:
Is messenger app interoperability feasible without destroying encryption?
Warning for highly polarising politics…
I poked into why #notjewish was trending on Twitter, and why an account I had no awareness of had blocked me - and found some really simple answers - with complex consequences
Interesting discovery while booking a trip: it’s no longer safe to assume budget hotel chains are substantially cheaper than more upmarket offerings.
Online community dynamics change as the membership grows. In particular, most networks require increasing attention-seeking behaviour in order to get any attention at all.
Busted the macro lens out, too…
Teeny, tiny frog.
Tree-mendous Fathers’ Day.
Crafting time chez Tinworth.
New toy…
Lovely morning down by the Adur as I walked home this morning.
Here’s one from the archives - that’s me on the left, taking a photo of the chief scout, during the 75th anniversary of scouting celebrations in 1982.
Seeing this magazine on sale in my local newsagent is odd. I associate it so strongly with my Mum and my childhood, it seems almost incomprehensible that it’s still going so long after she died. A silly reaction, I know.
Boats on the Adur
Bit more perhaps?
Here’s a soothing 20 seconds of beach life for you…