CrackBerry Mk2

My BlackBerry 8800 arrived yesterday. It’s slimmer but wider than the battered 7100 it replaces. It’s exceedingly glossy in the way that iPod Nanos are — which means it will scratch easily. It has a QWERTY keyboard suitable for midgets. Mostly it works as advertised, but it has lots of what the O’Reilly crowd call ‘annoyances’. For example, the onboard browser is a pathetic piece of software. And T-mobile’s attempts to keep one within their T-Zones walled garden are infuriating. It’s much more difficult to customise profile settings than it was on the 7100.

The phone comes with an inbuilt GPS system, which seems like a good idea — until one confronts the annoying reality. First of all, it doesn’t come with any maps! No problem, you say — they’re available as free downloads from the BlackBerry site. But then it transpires that you have to hook the phone to a Windows machine to install them.

But hang on — shouldn’t one be able to download maps directly to the phone? Yep — just go to mobile.blackberry.com. But guess what? — the download doesn’t work. In fact, it helpfully informs you that the 8800 is not a supported device! And then comes the coup de grace: there are no maps for the UK! Correction: there are maps for Northern Ireland, but nothing for the mainland. So no maps for Gt. Britain.

In the end, it’s a perfectly useless device except for the one thing that makes it indispensable: push email.

Aside: My colleague Geoff Peters has a term for people like me who use BlackBerry phones and Apple computers: blackberry and apple crumblies.

Time’s arrow

This is beautiful. On 17 June every year since 1976, Diego Goldberg and his family have posed for a photograph. The result is a remarkable record of how time works on us all. Wish I’d thought of it.

Thanks to Crooked Timber for the link.

The Celtic Tiger runs out of puff

The question that puzzles anyone visiting Ireland regularly — as I do — is this: what’s sustaining the current economic boom? The answer is — as even a cursory inspection of the land- and townscape reveals — property speculation and construction. It’s also clear that it cannot go on; there are only so many hotels that a small country can fill.

Nut now there’s some evidence that the chickens may be coming home to roost. For example, this piece in Thursday’s Irish Times by the paper’s Economics editor:

Signals of a slowdown in the economy emerged yesterday with the release of figures which showed a drop for the first time in new house starts and a slide in exports.

The number of new houses built in the last quarter of 2006 fell for the first time in 10 years, according to figures released by the Central Statistics Office (CSO). Separate figures showed that the economy’s export performance worsened severely in the same period.

Minister for Finance Brian Cowen warned that risks to the economy were increasing while business group Ibec described the export figures for the last three months of 2006 as “dismal”.

However, Mr Cowen welcomed the strong overall growth in the economy last year, the highest since 2002. He said the economic activity had been buoyant. But he cautioned: “Despite the size, strength and length of our economic success, we must not take that success for granted.”

Gross Domestic Product (GDP) – the level of output in the economy in a given period – grew by 6 per cent last year. The full year out-turn is stronger than December’s Government estimate of 5.4 per cent, but growth slowed in the final quarter to 5 per cent,

That is below the Government’s projection of 5.3 per cent growth this year.

While Government forecasts see the economy relying on more domestic demand next year, the sharp deterioration in external trade suggests this trend may be more significant than expected.

Final quarter net exports – exports of goods and services less imports of goods and services – fell annually by 10.2 per cent, a significantly worse outturn than the 2.8 per cent growth that was recorded for 2006 as a whole.

Government forecasts are for a more modest 2.3 per cent fall in net exports next year.

Although full-year net export growth was positive, a breakdown of exports reveals that goods exports rose by just 0.5 per cent.

The number of new houses built in the final quarter was 1.7 per cent, down on the same period of 2005. It compared to 2.9 per cent growth for the year as a whole. Data on planning permissions, also updated yesterday, suggest this trend is set to continue for some time.

Approvals of new dwellings in the final quarter of 2006 were 21.4 per cent lower than the same period of 2005, while the number of approved apartments was 30.4 per cent lower.

Pointing to the slowdown in the housing market, Ibec chief economist David Croughan said it was becoming more urgent for the economy to regain competitiveness if it was to compensate for a declining construction sector. “These figures contain no comfort,” he said.

Commenting on this, Maria Farrell writes:

Aside from the property bubble, Irish economic growth has been export-led through foreign direct investment by mainly US firms. The attraction is of our English-speaking and educated workforce, EU-funded infrastructure and access to European markets. But with property prices in Dublin rising 10-15% year on year for much of the last decade, the cost of labour has risen. A sudden and unexpected drop of 10% in exports indicates that something may be seriously wrong. We need to ask why, and figure out what, if anything, we can do about it.

However, the government says hopefully that growth this year will be driven by domestic demand. But how can an export-based economy sustain sufficient domestic demand for more than months at a time? Maybe the promises and give aways of an election year will fuel our faltering economy for another while, or maybe we’re already running on fumes.

The whole country has lost sight of lost sight of the fact that house building and buying are not the keys to economic and financial success, but merely indicators of it. Our economy is distorted, and so are our politics. The establishment generation (those forty and fifty-somethings) have done very well and have the most to lose. Much of our political debate in the last few months has focused on whether and how to reduce stamp duty on house purchases, i.e. how to keep the property boom going by ensuring stamp duty reductions don’t form a simple transfer from buyers to sellers. The real question is; are we fighting an election on spending promises when there won’t be much money left to spend in a year or two? One commentator said recently that this is an election to lose. He may be right.

The generation I worry about are the twenty somethings. They’ve never known a recession, never known a life without part-time jobs and disposable income, never known Northern Ireland before the peace process. They haven’t known hard times. It’s not all doom and gloom; GDP is pretty stable, and our economy is still growing by 5-6% a year. Hard times may not be coming, but straitened ones surely are.

She’s right. Ireland doesn’t have enough indigenous resources or demand to sustain the kind of economy to which my fellow-countrymen and women have become accustomed. Once the construction bubble is punctured, there’s not much left — except tourism, services and agriculture.

Terms of abasement

I was doing the Guardian crossword the other day in an idle moment (shameful, I know) and the answer to one of the clues was “Royal Highness”. It was only as I was writing the words that the full absurdity of it struck me. If some primitive tribe had such titles we would smile indulgently and congratulate ourselves on how enlightened we were in comparison. But if you want to appreciate the full absurdity of British sycophancy, just consider the converse of “Your Highness”: Your Lowness. Not my problem, fortunately — I’m an Irish citizen.

DOPPLR

If I were a frequent traveller I might be interested in this.

Dopplr is an online service for frequent travellers. It was created by an international team of world travellers as a tool for our own use. We liked it so much that we decided to open it up to our global friends.

If you travel more than five times a year and have friends who do as well, then Dopplr is for you.

How does Dopplr work? It lets you share your future travel plans with a group of trusted fellow travellers whom you have chosen. It also reminds you of friends and colleagues who live in the cities you’re planning to visit. You can use the service with your personal computer and mobile phone.

Membership by invitation only. I heard about it via Tim O’Reilly, who says it was the nicest thing he saw at Etech.

Addiction

From Jeff Jarvis

So I went to a large breakfast this morning thrown by the Newhouse School at Syracuse and The New Yorker (much more on that in a minute). Most of us were assigned tables and so I put down my briefcase and went off to schmooze, which is what one does at these things. I came back and my case was moved and chair occupied. I looked miffed — and various folks later hovered around to throw themselves on swords for this — but I was embarrassed to say why the chair mattered to me. It wasn’t because this was Table 8 and that enabled me to look down my nose at the poor sods at Table 10. It wasn’t because I was going to sit next to some media mogul and make a deal that would change my life and finances. It was because the chair was near an electric plug. We bloggers arrange our lives around wi-fi and plugs. To make my thought process even more pathetic, I then had to rearrange my route to the airport today so I could find someplace to recharge — because, you see, I didn’t want to be out one watt for the plane ride — or I contemplated going to the airport quite early to scope and stage out a precious plug there. Sad, isn’t it?

It is, it is. The post attracted some nice comments from fellow addicts. Like this one:

THis post made me laugh at myself — there have been so many times when I got to my gate at our local airport an hour or so early and since I know where the plugs are on the concourse, I head for a plug. When someone else is there already, I find my initial reaction is a bit of irritation — ‘hey, what are you doing at MY plug?’ Since other travelers know the location of plugs, not only are them often taken, but there is the inevitable small group of hoverers sitting ‘casually’ near the prized two seats, waiting to jump in when they are vacated. It’s no wonder that batteries with extended lives (a week for a laptop; a full day of use for a drilll, etc.) are so highly sought after by R&D firms. Their social impact through the phenom of changed seating priorities will be huge — I will actually get to sit with my family while we await our flight.

Googlemapping

I didn’t believe this when I saw it on a blog, but it’s true. If you ask Google Maps for directions from Harvard University to King’s College, Cambridge, step 14 is:

Swim across the Atlantic Ocean. (3,462 mi 29 days 0 hours)

Wonder how they know it takes 29 days.

Interesting also that the route involves landing at Le Havre rather than anywhere in Cornwall.

Hmmm… Other people have noticed this too.

What’s wrong with Viacom?

The question is John Dvorak’s — and it’s a good one.

BERKELEY, Calif. — I’ve been looking for analogies to describe Viacom Inc.’s recent demands that 100,000 short clips be removed from the YouTube video site. These clips, to me, represent 100,000 moments of free publicity for various Viacom properties, such as the “Daily Show” starring Jon Stewart.
It finally dawned on me that there was no good analogy, since this unprecedented act of stupidity was unlike anything I knew.

It wasn’t like someone finding a pot of money on a cab seat and making sure the rightful owner got it back. It was more like finding the pot of money, then suing the rightful owner because you were inconvenienced by the whole thing.
Make no mistake: Viacom’s decision was more like the person in the cab than it was “protecting copyrighted material,” which is the company’s claim.

First of all, what is an old 3-minute clip of the “Daily Show” worth on the open market? Seriously, what is its value?

Answer: zilch.