Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Investigative journalism

Sharing an apartment with a journalist can be both rewarding and dangerous; you have to watch every step. My flatmate Lars Kristian was as usual keeping a vigilant eye on the dubious activities that take place at Myrane MC's first floor.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Information Revolution

Another information student has wormed his way into our idyllic student village, and the counterrevolution is nowhere in sight.

Since the sly 2nd year information students now share lectures with the poor journalist rookies, someone has to take measures to insure the innocent minds of the young ones are not defiled by the propaganda ministers. This means planting veteran journos in these joint classes to ensure the spin doctors don't derail discussion of ethics and truth in journalism.

The malaise doesn't stop there. Fresh but still unconfirmed rumours say the information students are planning to coup the student newspaper "Peikestokken". It's time to bring out Sigurd Allern, Svein BrurĂ¥s and the other heavy academic artillery. Also crucial is keeping a surveilling eye on the guerilla group of information blondes that frequently gather in one of the older Myrane houses. The information minister of the student parliament is rumoured to be the ringleader.

Journalists of Volda, unite! You have nothing to lose but your prejudice.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Shoot a spammer

The last time the word "Spam" was amusing was in a Monty Python sketch from around 1970. If I had the money, I'd put more than a fair price on the heads of the rats who fill our mailboxes and even blogs with penis enlargement offers and get-thin advice.

I have no idea how many resources are devoted to finding the bastards behind this crap. My only prayer to prosecutors who nail one of these scum is that the latter be given the hardest punishment possible, and that lawmakers give judges and jurys the authority to throw the vermin behind bars for life.

The irony of it all is of course that the comments column will be filled with the topic of this rather predictable post.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Summer's almost gone

Being the first person to enter the abandoned student ghetto Myrane this semester, I wondered how I had come to love this place so much. The answer arrives this weekend: it's the students, stupid.

During summer and Christmas, Volda is an awfully normal cluster of fairly modern houses and around 9000 human specimens. But each august, some 700 new faces enter this idyllic and uneccesarily rainy village. Add those to the 1800 other students returning from holiday, and you've got the most lively minority in the region.

The only sad thing is that the semester only lasts until december, so we'd better get started right away. Wig Wam is the first band to play at Rokken this school year. I can't see how we can go wrong.