Blow the Whistle

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Whistleblowing is a courageous act. Just ask Chelsea Manning, who faces a sentence of 35 years in prison for supplying classified information in the Wikileaks case, or Edward Snowden, who can’t even set foot in his home country after leaking information about the NSA’s widespread spying program. Daniel Ellsberg, who famously leaked the Pentagon Papers, speaks this week at the Petaluma Progressive Festival in support of the two courageous Americans, along with Green Party presidential candidate Jill Stein, author and activist Norman Solomon and many others. The Progressive Festival gets serious on Sunday, Sept. 15, in Walnut Park. Petaluma Boulevard South at D Street, Petaluma. 12:30pm–5pm. Free. www.progressivefestival.org.

PAYWALLED PRESS

Mimicking attempts by newspapers around the country to begin charging for online content, the Press Democrat implemented a long-rumored paywall on its website last week. Readers will now be able to access only 15 free articles per month, after which a nominal $10 per month “digital subscription” will be enforced. (Existing print subscribers receive online access at no additional charge.) The New York Times, which owned the Press Democrat for 27 years until 2012, has been successful with a similar system in place for about six years, while the San Francisco Chronicle recently abandoned its online paywall after only four months. Workarounds to the paywall include utilizing simple advanced Google searches and being savvy with social media links, but it appears the Press Democrat hopes $10 per month is worth saving the extra keystrokes.

You Are the Product

Santa Rosa author, speaker and entrepreneur Andrew Keen isn’t interested in becoming your Facebook “friend.” He’s interested in saving your digital soul.

A CNN columnist and host of the TechCrunch chat show Keen On, the British-born transplant brandishes a mordant, simmering wit that blooms to full ire when discussing issues of personal privacy in the age of Web 3.0. In his most recent book, Digital Vertigo: How Today’s Online Social Revolution Is Dividing, Diminishing, and Disorienting Us, Keen contends that Facebook and its ilk aren’t the utopias of interpersonal transparency much ballyhooed by their makers, but rather a kind of exhibitionistic self-enslavement that precludes privacy and solitude, which Keen believes are prerequisite to living fully developed lives.

The notion that “social” media makes us less social isn’t entirely a unique one, and Keen is the first to admit it. Thus, to frame his ideas, he interweaves themes from the classic film Vertigo.

“It’s a remix of Hitchcock’s movie, which is about a man who fell in love with a rich blonde who turned out to be a rather poor brunette who was also a murderess. I fear that with social media, the blonde is, of course, Facebook—we’ve all fallen in love with it—but just as in Hitchcock’s Vertigo, the ‘everyman’ Jimmy Stewart got ‘dressed up’ and taken advantage of,” he says drolly. “We’ve all been taken advantage of. We’ve all been turned into the product.”

As a read, Digital Vertigo is a galloping, reference-jammed, personal essay that explores privacy in the age of social and indicts everyone from a 19th-century prison architect to a certain bottle-blonde along the way.

“When you use Facebook, you are the product and they’re profiting from you,” observes Keen. “If you want to know what Facebook’s business model is, look in the mirror. You’re paying for Facebook and none of that revenue is coming back to you.”

In Digital Vertigo, Keen points to how the culture of “sharing” advocated by Mark Zuckerberg and other social-media titans is tantamount to a wet dream for intelligence agencies. We willingly reveal tons of private data, our present locations, what we had for lunch and other miscellany comprising our lives, that, when aggregated, produces an accurate and predictive portrait of who are, who we know and what (and even who) we’re doing.

“We should be paying for our content on the internet,” Keen argues, “and until we figure that out—and consumers grow up and understand that they need to pay for online content—they’re going to continue to be abused and exploited by data-mining companies like Facebook and Google.”

Keen, 53, grew up in North London, studying history at the University of London. After moving to the United States, he earned a master’s degree in political science from UC Berkeley. Still keeping a house in Berkeley, he moved to a modest 1939 bungalow in the JC area of Santa Rosa in 2010 to be with his two children. On a recent morning, they fiddle around on iPads in the living room, while Keen, in shorts and a plain black T-shirt, offers tea and discusses his place in Silicon Valley.

“I see my role in the Dawkins-Hitchens tradition,” says Keen. “Some of these people take themselves so seriously.”

Naturally, Keen is not without his critics. As Sebastopol-based tech publisher and open-source advocate Tim O’Reilly opined in the 2008 documentary The Truth According to Wikipedia, “I think [Keen] was just pure and simple looking for an angle, to create some controversy and sell a book. I don’t think there’s any substance whatever to his rants.”

Keen is aware of his reputation, and in fact seems to relish it. On his Twitter profile he describes himself as “the Anti Christ of Silicon Valley.”

As for O’Reilly, “I think he’s a little oversensitive,” says Keen. “I respect him, politically. And I think O’Reilly is a decent guy. I think he’s a good person. But his response to The Cult of the Amateur was such an outrage—that I was only doing it to make money or get attention.”

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Cult of the Amateur: How Today’s Internet Is Killing Our Culture, Keen’s 2007 bestseller that’s since been translated into 15 different languages, begins with Keen’s epiphany at O’Reilly’s FOO Camp, in 2004, while listening to a bunch of wealthy Silicon Valley types talk incessantly and religiously about “democratization.” Media, entertainment, business, government—nearly everything, went the rallying cry, would be “democratized” by what O’Reilly had famously christened Web 2.0.

“The more that was said that weekend, the less I wanted to express myself,” Keen writes in the book’s introduction. “As the din of narcissism swelled, I became increasingly silent. And thus began my rebellion against Silicon Valley.” (O’Reilly declined comment when contacted for this story.)

Current targets of Keen’s scorn and ridicule run the gamut from Sean Parker and his lavish wedding ceremony in Big Sur (“I’m interested in this idea of Silicon Valley trying to engineer serendipity”) to Google Glass, which Keen sees as the beginning of an inevitable migration of personal computing off of our desktops and out of our pockets and onto—and eventually into—our bodies.

Sitting near the television at Keen’s house is a DVD, rented from the video store down the street, of Minority Report. Steven Spielberg’s 2002 film foresaw graphical user interfaces, gesture-based navigation and ultra-thin transparent screens, technological advances now part of modern life. But one prediction in the film eerily rings far truer than the others: when Tom Cruise walks through the city, retinal scans pick up his individual information, and targeted advertising suddenly appears, keyed to his personal data.

This seemed intrusive and insidious just 11 years ago. In Keen’s view, it’s something in which we now willingly participate. Except it’s not called a retinal scan—it’s called a “status update.”

“We go on the internet and we use these services, and we’re not willing to pay for them. We use Google and Facebook without really understanding that their business model is acquiring our data so that they can sell more and more advertising,” says Keen. “If you’re not paying for your content, check your pockets, because you’re being taken advantage of.”

Keen’s sentiment echoes that of his friend Nicholas Carr (author of The Shallows: What the Internet Is Doing to Our Brains), who argues that Facebook and its ilk represents a form of “digital sharecropping.”

“One of the fundamental economic characteristics of
Web 2.0 is the distribution of production into the hands of the many and the concentration of the economic rewards into the hands of the few,” wrote Carr all the way back in 2006. “It’s a sharecropping system, but the sharecroppers are generally happy, because their interest lies in self-expression or socializing, not in making money.”

Keen concurs. “We’re all back in the antebellum South here in terms of working in the fields, guaranteeing massive profit for a small group of people who are laughing all the way to the bank.”

What is the cultural mechanism that brought us to this place of full disclosures, and what pan-global personality tick is it exploiting?

“We’re all desperate to express ourselves. We all think we have something interesting to say about ourselves, so we feel we have almost a moral or aesthetic obligation to go on Facebook and tell the world what we’re having for breakfast, what we’re wearing or, all too often, what we’re not wearing,” says Keen.

“I don’t think we can blame the social networks; we have to blame ourselves,” adds Keen. “We’ve fallen in love with ourselves, we think that our narrative is interesting, and actually, it’s incredibly boring to everyone except ourselves and the advertisers who are profiting from us,” he continues.

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Keen doesn’t identify himself as entirely anti-Facebook. “When a grandmother uses it to connect to her grandchild or when we catch up with friends from school or college we haven’t seen in years—those aren’t bad things,” says Keen, who, noting he owns an iPhone, iPad, Macbook Air, iMac and Canon 5DII, insists that he’s not a Luddite, either.

But call him an elitist, as Stephen Colbert did on
The Colbert Report in 2007, and Keen will wholeheartedly agree.

“I’m unashamedly elitist in the sense that I believe there’s only a small group of people that are talented and hardworking enough to create great books, movies and songs, and the vast majority of us are much better off actually consuming that stuff, paying for it and enabling a viable cultural economy than wasting our time blogging or putting our worthless photos, songs or movies up,” Keen says.

Since the majority of social networks originate in the United States, it’s suggested there might be something endemic to the American psyche, some kind of hybrid of our can-do spirit and guarantee of free speech that causes us to believe that since we can share our amateur efforts, we should share our amateur efforts.

“We’ve fallen under this sort of uber-democratic illusion that everyone has something interesting to say,” asserts Keen, “and they don’t.”

For many, Keen’s acerbic manner and proclivity for blunt statements (e.g., “Most of the stuff on the internet is either biased or bad”) might disqualify him as a spokesperson for the world of working media professionals. In reality, Keen is among a media professional’s fiercest allies. In Cult of the Amateur, Keen essentially argues that people should leave media-making to the pros.

Of course, as a maker of content, online and off, Keen has a vested interest in professionals being compensated for their work. It’s a difficult point to counter, especially when one considers that consumers seem happy to pay for everything in the world except online content. (Keen applauds institutions like The New Yorker and the New York Times, which have paywalls around their content, and asserts that more creators should do the same.)

Why we should start paying for online content is best illustrated by paying attention to the ads in a browser’s sidebar. You might have noticed that after a Google search for a specific item, advertisements for the item seem to follow you around the internet for days afterward. This is an example of how your ostensibly private online behavior is being used to both market you and market to you. This, asserts Keen, is part of the price of free content.

For those with paranoid dispositions, privacy is merely the gate fee. What other personal costs might be levied? Consider the fact that college admissions offices routinely review the social media accounts of new applicants to gauge their suitability for campus life. Then, of course, there are the recent revelations of the NSA’s social snooping, courtesy of Edward Snowden, which link companies like Facebook, Google, Microsoft and Yahoo to the agency’s PRISM program.

“It did in some ways predict this giant panopticon where everything we do on the internet is being watched,” says Keen of Cult of the Amateur. “I didn’t predict it was the NSA, but the relationship between the NSA and some of these tech companies is very dodgy, too, and very troubling.”

Dodgy as it may be, we’re caught in a bit of cultural shift, one in which Keen’s suggested remedy for our privacy concerns—simply paying for content—isn’t necessarily the fix. The fact is, Facebook and Google don’t want you to pay for content, at least not with real dollars. A fair amount of social engineering has transpired in the past decade to bring “radical transparency” into the personal sphere. And that is vastly more valuable to data-driven entities than your 99 cent download.

What Americans should really stop doing, says Keen, is giving away their data in a misguided effort toward posterity.

“What we need to teach the internet is how to forget. At the moment, the internet is lacking a human quality—all it knows is how to remember. Forgetting is much more human than remembering.”

And for Keen, he’ll know humanity has triumphed and reclaimed its privacy when someday we ask, “Remember when the internet was free?”

Andrew Keen appears with over 70 media and tech professionals speaking at C2SV, a three-day conference of tech and music running Sept. 26–29 in San Jose. Along with tech discussions and presentations, more than 60 bands perform in a lineup headlined by Iggy and the Stooges. For details, see
www.c2sv.com.

Andrew Keen is at ajkeen.com and tweets as @ajkeen.

Daedalus Howell is at dhowell.com and tweets as @daedalushowell.

Bohemian editor Gabe Meline (@gmeline) contributed reporting to this piece.

Fall Book Fever

It’s a banner season for book fans. Smarty Marty’s Got Game, by San Francisco Giants reporter Amy Gutierrez, tells the story of how older sister Marty teaches the game of baseball to her younger brother, Mikey.

Gutierrez will be at Book Passage (51 Tamal Vista Blvd.) on Tuesday, Sept. 11, at 6:30pm. Daniel Handler—Lemony Snicket to those in the know—introduces acclaimed writer Tom Barbash (his story collection Stay Up with Me comes out this month) at Book Passage on Sept. 10. Then Daniel Handler‘s back in town on Sept. 12 for “An Unfortunate A-List Conversation with Lemony Snicket’s Alter Ego” at 142 Throckmorton (142 Throckmorton Ave., Mill Valley).

Have you dreamed of reading a novel based around Skinny Bitch, the vegan cookbook empire developed by Kim Barnouin? Well, this is your lucky day: Skinny Bitch in Love is a kitchen rom-com about a twenty-something chef who “loses her dream job—only to find happiness after she launches a vegan cooking school and falls for a sexy carnivore.” Barnouin appears at a $55 Book Passage Literary Luncheon on Saturday, Sept. 14.

Back for round two, the astounding Junot Diaz (above, whose liberal use of the word “motherfucker” caused more than one Monti’s customer to choke on her oysters at a Montgomery Village appearance last year) will be at Book Passage on Sept. 15 in support of the paperback release of his award-winning short story collection This Is How You Lose Her.

That same day, poets Kay Ryan and Jane Hirshfield appear in an afternoon conversation and reading at the Dance Palace (503 B St., Point Reyes Station) as a benefit for the West Marin Review. And finally, Michael Chabon‘s latest novel, Telegraph Avenue, takes Oakland as its setting, and kung fu, Blaxploitation films, vinyl LPs and soul music as its ephemera. The author appears at Book Passage on Tuesday, Sept. 27, at 7pm.

Sep. 11: Grand Opening of the Napa Valley 9/11 Memorial Garden

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Avid Bohemian readers may remember our 2011 cover story on Napa artist Gordon Huether’s creation of a 9-11 memorial using steel from the fallen World Trade Center towers. Six pieces of steel from the buildings, totaling 30 tons, now make up the memorial in Napa. When he received the steel, “It was caked with concrete. There were coffee cups in it. It was quite a moment,” says Huether. Despite the public relations disaster when a group made flyers announcing the completion of “Napa’s 30-Ton Erection,” emotions are sure to run high at the grand opening of the Napa Valley 9/11 Memorial Garden on Wednesday, Sept. 11, on Main Street between First and Pearl, Napa. 7pm. Free. 707.226.7372.

Sep. 10 and 13: Tom Barbash at Book Passage and Copperfield’s

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The characters in Tom Barbash’s new short story collection, Stay Up with Me, are tied together by their navigation of a new world, entered into either by poor choices or loss of some kind. How do we connect to each other? How do we connect to the world around us? These are the questions Barbash explores in his excursion into the heart of humanity. The Marin-based author of the New York Times bestseller 9/11: A Story of Loss and Renewal is introduced by Dave Eggers for a reading on Tuesday, Sept. 10 at Book Passage. 51 Tamal Vista Blvd., Corte Madera. 7pm. Free. 415.927.0960 and Friday, Sept. 13 at Copperfield’s Petaluma. 140 Kentucky St., Petaluma. 7pm. Free. 707.762.0563.

Sep. 8: Robert Walter’s 20th Congress at Sweetwater Music Hall

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“The Hammer of the Hammond,” the “Pulverizer of the Piano,” the “Razer of the Rhodes”—no matter what nickname Robert Walter is given, he shines as one of the heaviest jazz-funk keyboardists this side of Philadelphia. The founding member of the Greyboy Allstars now plays with his own group, Robert Walter’s 20th Congress, known for their funky shows bursting with energy. This is the kind of funk that hurts not to dance to. They play with openers the Heavy Guilt on Sunday, Sept. 8, at the Sweetwater Music Hall. 19 Corte Madera Ave, Mill Valley. 8pm. $17. 415.388.3850.

Sep. 10-12: National Heirloom Exposition at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds

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Giant pumpkins can grow to be bigger than humans. Forget jack-o’-lanterns—one could carve a nice little reading nook out of a giant pumpkin. But these and other amazing plants might not be around forever. Seed preservation is becoming more and more important in the world of monoculture and bioengineering of our food, a fact that led Dr. Vandana Shiva to create Navdanya almost 20 years ago. She and over a hundred other food experts speak at the National Heirloom Exposition, a three-day festival featuring over 3,000 heirloom varieties and 300 food vendors (and, yes, a giant pumpkin contest), on Sept. 10—12, at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds. 1350 Bennett Valley Road, Santa Rosa. 11am. $10. 707.545.4200

Sep. 7: The Beach Boys at the Wells Fargo Center

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Sometimes life is stranger than fiction. The only member of the iconic 1960s American surf rock group the Beach Boys who actually surfed with any regularity, Dennis Wilson, drowned in the ocean in 1983. The band’s former creative leader, Brian Wilson, was kicked out of the band again after a brief reunion last year. Not to be derailed, Mike Love and friends have been traveling the country singing hits like “Surfin’ USA,” “Surfer Girl,” and “Surfin’ Safari” for decades, and no matter the lineup, people still love ’em. They return to Santa Rosa on Saturday, Sept. 7, at the Wells Fargo Center. 50 Mark West Springs Road, Santa Rosa. 8pm. $65—$85. 707.546.3600.

Sep. 4: ‘School Projects’ opens at the Schulz Museum

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It’s back to school time! You know what Miss Othmar says: Wah, wah wah wahhhwahh wah wahhh. Wah wahhh wahwahwah, wah wah, wah WAH wah wahwahhhhh wahwah, wah wah. Wah wah, wah wahhhhhhhhhhh wahwah, wah. Wah? Wahwah? Wah! WAH! Wah. Wah wahwah, wah wahwah, wahwah, wah. Wahwah, wah wah. Wah wah, wah. Wah. Wah. Wah wah wah wah wahwah, wah wah wahwahwah wah waaaaaah wah. Wah wah wah. ‘School Projects,’ a new exhibit, follows the Peanuts gang as they struggle through a typical school year in original comic strips from Charles Schulz. Sept. 4—March 2, Schulz Museum. 2301 Hardies Lane, Santa Rosa. 707.579.4452.

Jane’s Addiction On Tour Again

The greatest rock moment of recent memory has got to be Perry Farrell chugging a bottle of über-expensive Napa Valley wine on stage at BottleRock last May. His boozed-up theatrics shifted between social welfare rants and parading the stage with two talented, uummm, dancers. Aside from a few more shades of grey, Farrell, Dave Navarro and drummer Stephan Perkins, still look awesome. It’s been 25 years since Nothing’s Shocking (1988) and under those same power chords, their sound still flaunts Farrell’s ethereal voice over heady guitar breakdowns.
It is the weekend after Labor Day. Take advantage of the deserted tourist destinations and cruise up to Tahoe. Jane’s is playing in Reno at the Grand Sierra Resort and Casino on Monday, September 9th.
Even though the Casino seats 1,800, it wouldn’t be too far off to expect an intimate showcase. Jane’s Addiction has spent the summer touring with the Rockstar Energy Uproar Festival,  sharing the bill with Alice In Chains and 11 other dark-alt-rock bands. But Alice won’t be appearing in Reno. The Casino gig is just a quick layover before the festival hits the Shoreline Amphitheater next Wednesday. (tickets here)
Check out their newest single, released this summer, vamping up the creepiness of online dating.

Blow the Whistle

Whistleblowing is a courageous act. Just ask Chelsea Manning, who faces a sentence of 35 years in prison for supplying classified information in the Wikileaks case, or Edward Snowden, who can't even set foot in his home country after leaking information about the NSA's widespread spying program. Daniel Ellsberg, who famously leaked the Pentagon Papers, speaks this week at...

You Are the Product

Santa Rosa author, speaker and entrepreneur Andrew Keen isn't interested in becoming your Facebook "friend." He's interested in saving your digital soul. A CNN columnist and host of the TechCrunch chat show Keen On, the British-born transplant brandishes a mordant, simmering wit that blooms to full ire when discussing issues of personal privacy in the age of Web 3.0. In...

Fall Book Fever

It's a banner season for book fans. Smarty Marty's Got Game, by San Francisco Giants reporter Amy Gutierrez, tells the story of how older sister Marty teaches the game of baseball to her younger brother, Mikey. Gutierrez will be at Book Passage (51 Tamal Vista Blvd.) on Tuesday, Sept. 11, at 6:30pm. Daniel Handler—Lemony Snicket to those in the know—introduces...

Sep. 11: Grand Opening of the Napa Valley 9/11 Memorial Garden

Avid Bohemian readers may remember our 2011 cover story on Napa artist Gordon Huether’s creation of a 9-11 memorial using steel from the fallen World Trade Center towers. Six pieces of steel from the buildings, totaling 30 tons, now make up the memorial in Napa. When he received the steel, “It was caked with concrete. There were coffee cups...

Sep. 10 and 13: Tom Barbash at Book Passage and Copperfield’s

The characters in Tom Barbash’s new short story collection, Stay Up with Me, are tied together by their navigation of a new world, entered into either by poor choices or loss of some kind. How do we connect to each other? How do we connect to the world around us? These are the questions Barbash explores in his excursion...

Sep. 8: Robert Walter’s 20th Congress at Sweetwater Music Hall

“The Hammer of the Hammond,” the “Pulverizer of the Piano,” the “Razer of the Rhodes”—no matter what nickname Robert Walter is given, he shines as one of the heaviest jazz-funk keyboardists this side of Philadelphia. The founding member of the Greyboy Allstars now plays with his own group, Robert Walter's 20th Congress, known for their funky shows bursting with...

Sep. 10-12: National Heirloom Exposition at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds

Giant pumpkins can grow to be bigger than humans. Forget jack-o’-lanterns—one could carve a nice little reading nook out of a giant pumpkin. But these and other amazing plants might not be around forever. Seed preservation is becoming more and more important in the world of monoculture and bioengineering of our food, a fact that led Dr. Vandana Shiva...

Sep. 7: The Beach Boys at the Wells Fargo Center

Sometimes life is stranger than fiction. The only member of the iconic 1960s American surf rock group the Beach Boys who actually surfed with any regularity, Dennis Wilson, drowned in the ocean in 1983. The band’s former creative leader, Brian Wilson, was kicked out of the band again after a brief reunion last year. Not to be derailed, Mike...

Sep. 4: ‘School Projects’ opens at the Schulz Museum

It’s back to school time! You know what Miss Othmar says: Wah, wah wah wahhhwahh wah wahhh. Wah wahhh wahwahwah, wah wah, wah WAH wah wahwahhhhh wahwah, wah wah. Wah wah, wah wahhhhhhhhhhh wahwah, wah. Wah? Wahwah? Wah! WAH! Wah. Wah wahwah, wah wahwah, wahwah, wah. Wahwah, wah wah. Wah wah, wah. Wah. Wah. Wah wah wah wah wahwah,...

Jane’s Addiction On Tour Again

The greatest rock moment of recent memory has got to be Perry Farrell chugging a bottle of über-expensive Napa Valley wine on stage at BottleRock last May. His boozed-up theatrics shifted between social welfare rants and parading the stage with two talented, uummm, dancers. Aside from a few more shades of grey, Farrell, Dave Navarro and drummer Stephan Perkins,...
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