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Weblogging

Dropping Fast

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Thanks to a note from a friend, I found out that in the last week or so, I’ve lost several hundred links and several hundred points in the link race at Technorati.

I guess I had my 15 minutes of, well, I couldn’t call it fame. What could we call it? Dubious distinction of being a now smaller blob in a small, finite, and rather arbitrarily controlled world of other blobs? Or as Sally Fields would say:

You don’t like me! You really don’t like me!

Sorry, having a bit of fun.

Anyway, I’m sure to drop even further in points once I figure out how to respond to something like Recovery 2.0 which is being held in San Francisco, as part of O’Reilly’s Web 2.0 conference.

In the meantime, a couple of other photos of Cairo, which is 652 miles from New Orleans. What’s interesting is that Cairo’s demographics reflect those of New Orleans, though at a much smaller scale: 1/3 of the people live below the poverty line; blacks make up the majority of the population; it is dependent on the whims of the Mississippi; it has been slowly dying since the early 1900’s.

what remains of a brick building

All that remains are the trolly tracks

Here’s the explanation for the Technorati ranking change:

The change affects how Technorati ranks its over 18.5 million blogs. Our new link counts expose more active blogs and rising stars, allowing readers to discover blogs currently receiving the attention of the blogosphere.

Which I guess means, since Technorati is the authority on such things, my weblog is of much less interest, and would be considered a falling star. Throw in who knows how long I’ll be on Shelter Duty, and I’ll probably fall of the charts.

And that’s the real problem with ranking systems such as this: they imply a worth. And when you’re ‘rank’ falls, it’s the same as saying that you are worth less.

I wonder how many new voices this will enable; how equitable this will be. I don’t know. From a first glance at the top 100, I don’t see an increase in representation or diversity. Still see a lot of the same faces.

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Places

Confluence

There is more to the South than Mardi Gras, Blues, Cajun cooking, and white guys with confederate flags in the back of their trucks. Photos from Cairo, Illinois.

Welcome
Tenth Street

Gem Theater
Eighth Street

Cairo had two strongly distinctive faces. On the one hand, there’s been an attempt to restore much of the history of the town, including its many unusual buildings: some dating from the Civil War when General Grant was stationed in the community. On the other hand, the poverty of the people manifests in the many boarded up and abandoned buildings, some used as wild cat havens; or destroyed by tornado and just left, fallen in the streets. There is no yellow tape around the remains, no warnings of danger. You could walk in the middle of the street, and no one would care. In addition, a racial divide is strong in the town: walk along 8th street, and the people are white; a block over, they’re entirely black.

Mansion Two
Historical society mansion

Mansion One
Glory days gone

Imagine, also, a finger of land about a mile wide, bordered by two of the biggest, fiercest rivers in the country; accessible by one bridge going to Missouri, the other, a 1/4 mile away, to Kentucky. What land there is, is the richest in the world; top soil a hundred feet deep, as one would expect from the northernmost point of the Mississippi Delta. To this geography, add a Civil War history, turn of the century opulence giving away to extreme poverty and race riots. This is Cairo, Illinois.  This is the South.

river barge
Barge heading from the Ohio to the Sip

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Just Shelley

Maties!

Avast ye dirty dogs! Today be Talk like a Pirate Day!

Clear winner so far is Planet Arrrr! DF! As in: Arrrr! you scurvy dogs! Get yer hands off me bnodes!

In honor of Lady Pirates the world over, repeats:

The Jolly Rogerina, co-created with Elaine of Kalilily: