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I’ve been heartened by the enourmous but comical collapse of News of the World; a state of affairs made all the more tragic by the local loss of the beloved NZPA.

The good news is the demise of News of the World brings back the number of newspapers I’ve been named in connection with a “celebrity scandal” in to zero. I’m sure Gordon Brown’s family must feel the same.

I once worked in the busiest press office in Europe, in London, and admired the sheer power of Fleet Street first hand. I love London newspapers and without a doubt print is the dominant media there. Someone explained to me newspapers sell because people commute on public transport.

I found it interesting because here in New Zealand people drive to work, and radio is dominant.

I want to write as much as I can about information, more particularly communication here, because I love it, commnication is sharing and sharing is happiness, and sharing is vulnerability and sharing is trust.

But if you’ve come here to read a journal, you’re in the wrong place (try twitter).

I’ve always tried to keep pellacor obfuscated, and I’ll stop with that once I cut it free from me; but I love the domain; it’s round and wordy sounding and it suits me (whoever that is).

Before I start with that though, I need to make one, last, point. As a species we’ve only ever had two problems: “what to do” and “how to do it”.

Unfortunately the “what to do” has become suddenly easy, as we’ve learnt to connect to each other via the internet to a depth that, until recently, was only ever available to family.

Sadly for us the “how you do it” is still tied to the physical universe, it involves gravity and inertia and, most immovably, each other.

The point I want to make is: If we as a species are ever going to make it past “on demand entertainment” with “pleasure at the touch of a button”, and not disappear inside our own brainstem – we need to figure out how to achieve our goals, out there, in the real world.

The stakes in this game are high, if we can’t understand “how to do” things, we’ll only ever be goals, and our children will starve on the teat of our own creation.

Our lives must be more than that.

Regardless of rhetoric, however, pellacor will always remain a “what to do” blog; a release from a life dedicated to figuring out “how to do it”, because “how to do it”, will forever dictate whether we come around again. Or not.

Just think of the children.