The idea of a blog is that you write something, chuck it out there and the world either ignores it or responds. The best responses are ones like this one:
Lads can wander the drains, chaps with dogs can wander the drains.
I had to walk home from Georgetown to Tighes Hill, from an appointment, recently and I gave a moment’s thought to walking beside the drains. “I might meet Mark”, I thought, “and say hello”.
But then I realised: an eighty-year-old female, her broken hand in plaster, walking beside the drains, someone would surely ring welfare agencies and interfere.
Not fair.
At least I was able to take a short cut through the TAFE.
And this:
Do you have a location that a 71-year-old, with a bad knee, might be able to access the system? We briefly walk beside it, and have a look into it, every time we walk from our parking spot to the Hunter Stadium for soccer and league games. I’d love to have a walk along it.
I’m seriously going to have to get onto Hunter Water and re-discuss the issue of access to the creek, not just for me but for all my older drain-loving buddies.
At other times the messages are less light-hearted. They are, in fact, intriguing to the point of being unnerving. I’m neither Woodward nor Bernstein, and this blog is hardly the Washington Post, but I did get an email recently after the Goo story post about the state of the gasworks. In it were contained detailed instructions on how to access information from various websites: “enter this URL …. scroll down to X … scroll back up to Y … enter [search term] …” and so on. I felt rather like Kevin Costner meeting Donald Sutherland’s Mr X in JFK.
So much secrecy over a silly gasworks!
By the way, yes, I am still waiting to hear from Jemena’s PR people about clearance of the photos that I took in there on my walking tour.
Deep Throat! Thanks for the laugh. The clip too…great movie. My message clearly left the opposite of the intended effect. I was simply showing that if Jemena isn’t interested in answering your questions (or aren’t answering them fast enough for your liking), information regarding their dealings with the EPA is public. I thought I was doing a favour by showing you how to find it. Sorry for creeping you out!
Not creeped at all, sa, and I did appreciate the public service!
BTW, big spike in views that day so maybe Jemena shared it …
Nice work, in a post about secrecy, to have a photograph of a lettered cube showing only three of the six letters – “D”, “E”, “A”.
So what are the concealed letters? A sinister “D”, “L”, “Y”? Or perhaps an exasperated “R”, “M”, “E”?
Pure coincidence! Damn conspiracy theorists!!
Ah, Newcastle, the venice of the mid-coast 🙂
Apparently, Birmingham in the UK has more miles of canal than Venice. But saying “Newcastle, the Birmingham of the mid-coast” doesn’t quite have the same ring to it!