China forces users to upload videos under their real names Any Chinese netizens who want to post videos to Chinese sites online will have to do so under their real names from now on, the official regulator has said. China's State Administration of Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television said on its website that the requirement is designed to "prevent vulgar content, base art …
I hear Ed Miliband has taken this on board to woo the middle classes and mumsnet as one of Labours flagship policies for the next election, so that they can get their Union friends at Unite to identify and picket anyone disagreeing with him.
Ed is of course the same man who met President Holland, congratulating him on his win and his new economic policies of spend and taxation as the way forward and what Britain must emulate.
Also, time to re-read True Names.
In the once upon a time days of the First Age of Magic, the prudent sorcerer regarded his own true name as his most valued possession but also the greatest threat to his continued good health, for - the stories go - once an enemy, even a weak unskilled enemy, learned the sorcerer's true name, then routine and widely known spells could destroy or enslave even the most powerful. As times passed, and we graduated to the Age of Reason and thence to the first and second industrial revolutions, such notions were discredited. Now it seems that the Wheel has turned full circle (even if there never really was a First Age) and we are back to worrying about true names again:
The first hint Mr. Slippery had that his own True Name might be known - and, for that matter, known to the Great Enemy - came with the appearance of two black Lincolns humming up the long dirt driveway that stretched through the dripping pine forest down to Road 29. Roger Pollack was in his garden weeding, had been there nearly the whole morning, enjoying the barely perceptible drizzle and the overcast, and trying to find the initiative to go inside and do work that actually makes money. He looked up the moment the intruders turned, wheels squealing, into his driveway. Thirty seconds passed, and the cars came out of the third-generation forest to pull up beside and behind Pollack's Honda. Four heavyset men and a hard-looking female piled out, started purposefully across his well-tended cabbage patch, crushing tender young plants with a disregard which told Roger that this was no social call.
http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=XAU4aZVrYv4C&pg=PA470&lpg=PA470&dq=Eric+Laithwaite+defies+Newton&source=bl&ots=ROtmWVCPqq&sig=daKKO7vlABUdZ9Eocd_KVwF9Xf0&hl=en&ei=wIzITeSuDYnpOe-G8dQH&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CCwQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=white%20paper%20data%20banks%20lord%20harris&f=false
A google morass but second paragraph down on the article:
White paper for the TV-less.
"While most other highly computerised countries have seen the need to impose strict legislative controls on data banks, Britain is so wonderful that no such legislation will be needed here"
The article goes on to discuss the agency that has my name on its data base and uses it to send me threatening letters regularly. It has also opened overt and covert investigations on me.
It is the BBC license data bank.
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