Facebook follies and an Ode to Aso

Our Man's never had so much information at his fingertips, so little time, and such a poor memory. He has a foggy recollection that some China human rights campaigner is proposing everyone should stop using the internet in China on July 1st for a day to protest the government's control of the internet. Talk about meaningless gesture politics, LET'S PROTEST BY DOING EXACTLY WHAT HE GOVERNMENT WOULD WANT US TO DO ANYWAY! But Our Man can't remember whether he read it in the Japan Times, saw a Tweet about it, noticed it on someone's blog, clicked on it on his RSS reader, or if it crawled out from the roach motel behind the beer empties bag. So no link, sorry. Speaking of links, how about this one. It's to Our Man's Facebook page. Eh? You've got one of them too? Well actually it's to Our Man's alter ego - Ourmani Nabiko - his mafia-connected Catholic altar boy. How do you find the time? Well, apart from having no mates, a little thing called Tweetdeck which allows Our Man to post his "best" Tweets on Facebook at the flick of a wrist. Why bother? Well, some folk are allergic to Twitter, some to YouTube, Google blogs and others to Facebook. If Our Man is going to conquer the world, he can't be limiting himself to one medium, now can he? (And two folk have already signed up to be his Facebook friends, so he ought to give 'em something).

It's not the media, baby, it's the message.

Anyway, did you tune in for a bit of Japan politics intel? Our Man has composed this little limerick (to fox the censors) based on this (getting kinda old by now) story:

There once was a prime minister of little standing,

Whose stump speeches were less than commanding.

When asked "Will you win?"

"A defeat by a close margin,"

he said, "was what the people are demanding."

So, be Ourmani's Facebook friend, and he'll stop writing poems. Maybe.

Pic lifted from here.