But Our Man was reminded of the let's do the right thing, as long as we don't have to actually do anything side of folk over this whole Iranian thing. Sure, Our Man has recently joined Twitter and is enjoying it. But really, changing your location to Tehran to fox the Iranian censors and making your little picture green to show your solidarity with the slightly less odious tosser who wants to be closer to the Ayatollah, well, what's the point?
Speaking of what's the point, Our Man notices that the good folk of the J-blogosphere are being wooed to write reviews of tourist spots in exchange for free travel and accommodation. Win, win situation? Nahhhh. Try as you might to write an honest review, it's hard for most folk to slag off something they got for free, so what happens is you get a slew of boring, positive coverage. Readers get bored and lose faith, writers get bored, and honest good old fashioned journalistic calling bullshit for what it is gets forgotten. Then you might as well shave your arse, teach yourself to walk backwards and call yourself a member of the mainstream media, for that is what you have become.
But you do get some lovely views.
Anyway, here's Our Man's favourite boss clip, from the glory days: