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Yes, Please | Party of One 

Slim Aarons/Getty ImagesThe photographer Slim Aarons lounges by the Acropolis, circa 1955.

Why suffer through grumbling vacations with others when it's so much more blissful to go it alone?

The first rule of travel is that you should always go with someone you love, which is why I travel alone. The writer's life is more openly narcissistic than most, yet it takes a true connoisseur of self-involvement, a grand master in the art of selfishness, to experience the world's delights as they are meant to be enjoyed: through one pair of eyes, via one set of ears, with the perfect use of your own nostrils, tongue and touch. I believe that traveling alone is the last great test of who you are in a world where everyone aches to be the same.

I mean, you meet people. But you also meet yourself. That is the beauty of going it alone. For me, it all started with a trip from Scotland to America when I was 18. I had been there in books and movies, of course, and, in my youth, I had studied my countryman Robert Louis Stevenson's strictures about New York. "You must speak to no one in the streets," he was told, "as they would not leave you till you were rooked and beaten. You must enter a hotel with military precautions." As it turned out, I fell on New York like an old pal. I arrived and immediately went for a drink on 34th Street and thought I was in heaven. The heaven was being oneself. Perhaps even being oneself for the very first time, without tradition scrutinizing you, without expectation hounding you, without class defining you and without a sense of other people lording it over you. That's an unforgettable experience, especially in youth, because the lasting feature of the solo traveler lies in his hunger for singularity. Even today, when I grab my passport and head for the airport, I have something of Emerson in mind, wandering into the woods to establish "an original relation to the universe." But I also have Jean-Paul Sartre in mind: "Hell is other people."

The fun starts with the choices. Will I be solo tobogganing in New Zealand? Will I be watching Wagner's "Ring" cycle in a series of Bavarian chapels? Attending a vegetarian cooking course in the Taurus Mountains of Turkey? Drinking approximately 400 shots of tequila on some God-forsaken beach in Thailand? Doing yoga in Amorgos, Greece, in front of a perfect blue sea? Or will I be cycling through the back roads of France with the promise of lunch up ahead and no conversation?

Every vacation is an ego trip for somebody. It's just that in families the person actually commanding the ego trip has to pretend he or she is running a functioning democracy. (And vacations, like failed states, are always run by one person.) People argue so much on vacation because the occasion so often falls short of the desire: the desire is for rest, peace, no pressure, and a sense of being away from one's usual self, and your average family holiday sets fire in comic sequence to each of these high hopes. And often as memorable and meaningful as a family holiday is, it just doesn't feel like a holiday.

What feels like a holiday is turning up alone at the Hotel Danieli in Venice on a beautiful day. You open the window onto the Grand Canal and you feel the breeze. You order tea from room service and press your face against a cotton pillow. You take out the books you will read and you run a warm bath. You lift pictures of your loved ones from your suitcase and place them gingerly on the bedside cabinet and blow them a kiss. You switch off your phone. Then you take off your shoes and die of bliss. "From midday to dusk I have been roaming the streets," wrote Henry James in a letter to his brother William from Rome. "At last — for the first time — I live!"

Courtesy of Alexander and Bonin, New YorkA photograph from Robert Kinmont's ''8 Natural Handstands'' series (1969/2009).

Let me dispel a few myths. You will be lonely. No: you won't. My solo travels in Paris have brought many perfect hours of being alone but not a moment of loneliness. People who depend on other people are often in hiding from themselves. Two and a quarter million people live in the City of Light: you will see many of them and you will pass them in the street, but when you see Notre Dame after dark and walk home and perhaps stop to have a drink in the Marais, you can feel that the only thing that is missing from your experience is the common dependency on someone to distract your attention. You are living without it: you are on vacation.

Distraction can be nice. Of course, it can. One of the reasons many people travel is to find a structured way of distracting themselves to the point of oblivion. I've been to Ibiza with a crowd of boys and forgotten my own name. I once went on a group holiday to Machu Picchu on which the people — a group of solo travelers looking for adventure — spent the whole time involved in a rolling soap opera that only used the forgotten city as a kind of verdant background. They couldn't see the sites: they only saw each other and themselves in each other's eyes. Everyone needs something specific, I guess, and you can't travel far away from your basic needs. But traveling alone offers the chance to test the limits of what you think you know about yourself. Who knew that he needed a barefoot walk on a long white beach and the sight of a thousand jellyfish thrown up on the sand? Who knew that he needed a bottle shop serving perfect Australian shiraz, a jacaranda tree sprouting blue against a hopeful red sky over Byron Bay — who knew he needed these exact things in order to know he could survive the sickness of a child and the depression of a parent? I know that man, reader, and he went there alone.

Show me the world, says the group traveler. And show me two weeks when I don't have to think. Fair enough. But not for me: I want to think new things on holiday and the best way to do that is to go it alone, allowing yourself a space — a beautiful space, with any luck — that is circumscribed neither by your need to perform nor your need to blame. Get up when you like. Skip as many museums as you like. Eat or don't eat. Dance or don't dance. Swim far out if you want to. Drink Champagne at breakfast. Write a paragraph if you have one to write. Say nothing for days and dream of home. Keep the light on all night.

I love a solo holiday. It tends to refresh the part of oneself that is most depleted by modern life — patience. I once went to Germany on a 10-city expedition. It was winter and the trains slogged through enchanted forests and past emerald lakes to places where castles and universities jostled in the mind beside evidence of man-made problems. I loved the snow, and felt, halfway through my travels, that I was actually moving slower than I had when I was back at home. I was taking my time, giving things their due, and the solo holiday had in some way increased my reserves of contentment. I had been on mindless holidays and they were fun and I couldn't remember them. But my travels in Germany left me quite refreshed with thoughtfulness.

I've had solo pints of Guinness in the pubs of County Kerry and County Cork. I've walked across the sage- and juniper-scented maquis of Corsica on a spring day, where you can still find the world of Napoleon's childhood. More than once I went to the Isle of Iona in the Scottish Hebrides, the burial ground of the early Scottish kings, and watched darkness descend on the Sound of Iona while evensong came from the old monastery. I wasn't on these travels for visions or transformation, but simply to feel the force of the world, for a day, for a night, as it operates outside the chatter of commerce or media or mass psychology. I love these things, but not on holiday, when one might hope for a place where you can resist the temptation to be drowned out.

It's not for everybody. It's not for people who are apt to get anxious about the good times they could be having. Life is so virtual nowadays that people might spend their lives casually mourning a version of reality that can only exist elsewhere. The virtue of many modern holiday destinations is that they provide the perfect conditions in which high-paying customers can feel entirely homesick. This has been excellent news for the comic novel, but I'm sure I couldn't love it. The wanderlust of the solo traveler doesn't kill homesickness, it partners it, making the vacation all the better for involving one's profound wish to go home to normal life a little changed. If I ruled the world, and you can rest assured that I don't, I would send each person for a fortnight away on their own. It wouldn't serve the divorce lawyers or the councils of war very well, but it would make people much happier to know the entire world was theirs.

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This post has been revised to reflect the following correction:

Correction: May 19, 2013

An article on May 12 about the joys of traveling alone quoted incorrectly from a letter that Henry James wrote to his brother William from Rome. He boasted about roaming the streets "from midday to dusk" (not "dust").

A version of this article appeared in print on 05/12/2013, on page M2100 of the NewYork edition with the headline: Party of One.

 

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The Room: The Decade's Biggest Cult Film -- Vulture Clipped from: http://www.vulture.com/2013/06/the-room-10th-anniversary-history.html

How The Room Became the Biggest Cult Film of the Past Decade 

• By Nate Jones

Ten years ago, in June 2003, a small independent film with a terrible script, a no-name director, and a cast of unknowns opened for a short run in Los Angeles. It was panned by the few critics who saw it and closed two weeks later, having grossed $1,800. But the film had something that set it apart. For while there are plenty of bad movies, there are no movies that are bad in all the ways The Room is bad. It suspends all normal rules of drama. Conflicts are introduced and then disappear instantly. Characters experience rapid mood swings, and everyone speaks in a weird brand of English filled with bizarre idioms. ("Keep your stupid comments in your pocket!") The sex scenes are scarier than the scary scenes.

The Room hit theaters at the right time. As it turns out, its unending series of bizarre moments were perfect for the dawn of the Internet's GIF and YouTube culture. As word of "the Worst Movie Ever Made" spread throughout message boards, an embryonic Room fandom coalesced around a series of midnight screenings in L.A. The movie's director became the center of a strange cult of personality, one that grew to include some of the top names in Hollywood. With their help, The Room became an international phenomenon, replete with a computer game , a stage adaptation, countless memes , celebrity parodies , ironic scholarship , an upcoming tell-all memoir , and regular screenings in three countries. Here's how the biggest cult movie of the past decade came to be.

Sometime in the Twentieth Century  
Tommy Wiseau, The Room's mysterious star-director-writer, is born. Little else is known.  

Wiseau: "[My past] has nothing to do with what I do. My private life is my private life."

Juliette Danielle, Room cast member : "We tried for a long time to find out where he's from. We never got an answer."

Sometime in the Late Twentieth Century
Wiseau is inspired.

Wiseau: "I got the idea of The Room from life," he says. "I conducted a lot of research, detailed work about human behavior, based on my environment. So I decided that I have this 'concept,' you know, about human behavior, and that's where everything started.

The idea begins as a 600-page book, which Wiseau considers turning into a stage play. Eventually, he decides to make a film, written by, directed by, and starring himself. 

1998  
In an acting class in San Francisco, Wiseau meets Greg Sestero, who will become his right-hand man.

Sestero : "He went up onstage and was just so entertaining. The whole class was laughing and chanting his name, and he was getting into it with the teacher and I thought, This guy's kind of cool. We just clicked. He told me, 'I have a movie I'd love to make, and I think you'd be great.'"

2002  
Production begins on The Room, though how Wiseau raised the film's $6 million budget is a mystery. In interviews, the director says that he got it from his leather jacket business.

Wiseau : ''If you work, you have to save money, right? I didn't get money from the sky. I was preparing, let's put it this way.''

The cast has no illusions that they're making a serious film.

Danielle : "I can remember one time that I just lost it. It's the line where Johnny has locked himself in the bathroom and he says, 'In a few minutes, bitch.' I was doing okay until I saw the entire crew in my field of vision, stifling their laughter. I couldn't help it. Tommy came out and demanded to know what was so funny. That made it worse!"

But Wiseau's eccentricities hamper production.

Anonymous crew member : "[The script] was actually a lot longer. There was stuff that was just unsayeable. I know it's hard to imagine there was stuff that was worse. But there was.''

Sestero: "[Production lasted] almost six months. It took longer than Transformers. That is sad."

June 27, 2003  
The film has its world premiere in Los Angeles. Wiseau arrives in a limousine.

Sestero: "People were hypnotized with laughter. Some people [walking out of the theater] looked dismayed. One guy said he may never get hard again."

Variety  critic Scott Foundas : "Given audience reaction at screening attended, pic may be something of a first: A movie that prompts most of its viewers to ask for their money back — before even 30 minutes have passed."

By the end of its two-week run, the film has found a super-fan in screenwriter Michael Rousselet.

Rousselet : "'It was like our own private Mystery Science Theater. I was calling friends during the end and saying, 'You have to come to this movie.' We saw it four times in three days, and on the last day I had over 100 people there.''

A Los Angeles billboard that was essentially The Room's only piece of advertising.

Late 2003  
The first wave of Room diehards begin a campaign to bring the film back.

Wiseau : "We got several phone calls from the theater that people were campaigning because they wanted to see The Room. I said to myself, What the heck? We got thousands of e-mails."

2004

The Room begins regular midnight screenings at the Laemmle Sunset in Los Angeles. Fans take to the Internet to sing the film's praises.

IMDb user Brickyard Jimmy : "See this film at all costs. See it twice. Or three times. Or as one kid that I met from Woodland Hills has, 12 times! See it until you can recite every precious line of dialogue this movie has to offer. Let The Room become your new religion."

Room fever infects the L.A. comedy scene. Members of the State seem particularly prone.

David Wain : "I was at Paul Rudd's house a couple of years ago, and he said, 'You have to watch this. Within two minutes, I'm like, 'Okay, this is my favorite thing I've ever seen.'''

December 2005  
Wiseau releases the film on DVD, allowing Room fans to mock the film from the comfort of their homes.

May 5, 2006  
NPR runs the first trend piece on Room screenings.

NPR : "During the movie, audience members shout out their own commentary about the dialogue, the sets — and notably, the framed photograph of a spoon that inexplicably reappears. Each time this happens, plastic spoons are thrown at the screen, in the can-do spirit of Rocky Horror Picture Show fans"

March 8. 2009  
Tim and Eric, Room fans both, get Wiseau to guest-direct an episode of Awesome Show. Watch it here.

The experience is a strange one, even for them .

May 21, 2009  
Monthly midnight screenings begin in New York City. The Room is now bicoastal.

July 24, 2009  
The Room makes its London Premiere at Soho's Prince Charles Theater.

The Independent : "The Room's crappiness is so compelling that, rather than market it as the Greek tragedy it was so obviously meant to be be, Wiseau nowadays insists it was conceived as black comedy." 

April 30, 2010  
The Room celebrates its one-year NYC premiere with a sell-out show at the 1,200-seat Ziegfield Theater. Wiseau is on hand to embrace the circus.

Entertainment Weekly :"While Sestero hung back, quietly signing autographs and taking pictures with fans, Wiseau — wearing a suit and those trademark sunglasses — was immediately bombarded with requests to pose in photos with football-wielding fans dressed in his likeness, and to sign shirts that read 'I heart Tommy Wiseau.' […] In fact, during the half hour that Wiseau rubbed elbows with fans outside the theatre, he was constantly surrounded by a mob worthy of Rob Pattinson, which made unknowing passersby curiously ask folks in line, "Who is that?"

September 7, 2010  
With the arrival of an online computer game, The Room becomes fully meme-ified.

Vulture : "Can you find Lisa's red dress in time?"

May 23, 2011  
Sestero becomes Wiseau's Boswell in earnest, signing a book deal with Simon & Schuster to write a tell-all about the making of the film. The Disaster Artist  will hit shelves in October.

June 11, 2011  
Wiseau's vision finally comes full circle with a stage adaptation of The Room, which premieres  at the AFI Silver Screen in Maryland. (Watch a video of it here .)

2013  
Wiseau announces a special tenth-anniversary tour for the film , with appearances in Hollywood, Minneapolis, and Denver. He will likely introduce each of them with what has become his trademark phrase.

Wiseau: "I always say, 'You can laugh, you can cry, you can express yourself, but please don't hurt each other.'"

 

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Powerful Ad Campaign, How Facebook 'Likes' Don't Help | Fstoppers Clipped from: http://fstoppers.com/powerful-ad-campaign-how-facebook-likes-dont-help

Powerful Ad Campaign, How Facebook 'Likes' Don't Help 

"Liking isn't helping"

Ad agency Publicis Singapore, put together that powerful tag line for Crisis Relief Singapore's latest ad campaign. The C.R.S. is a disaster relief organization run by volunteers. The jarring ads reveal the fact that simply clicking on a 'Like' button doesn't help crisis situations. 

The three ads: Flood, War and Earthquake, used real press photographs with dropped in 'Thumbs Up' to reflect the famous Facebook button. It is a powerful statement that definitely tugs at the heartstrings and shines light onto the fact that simply clicking on a button doesn't help.

The compelling motive can best be summarized in the copy, "Be a volunteer. Change a life."

Flood

Earthquake

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Google Blimps To Bring Wireless Internet To Sub-Saharan Africa, Asia, Other Developing Countries Clipped from: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/05/25/google-blimp-wireless-internet_n_3333834.html

Google Blimps To Bring Wireless Internet To Sub-Saharan Africa, Asia, Other Developing Countries 

Reuters  |  Posted: 05/24/2013 5:51 pm EDT

(Reuters) - Google Inc intends to finance, build and help operate wireless networks from sub-Saharan Africa to Southeast Asia, hoping to connect a billion or so people in emerging countries to the Internet, the Wall Street Journal reported on Friday.

The Internet search giant - which has for years espoused universal Web access - is employing a patchwork quilt of technologies and holding discussions with regulators from South Africa to Kenya, the WSJ cited people familiar with the strategy as saying.

Access to the vast trove of information on the Internet, and the tools to make use of it, is considered key to lifting economies up the value chain. But countries are often hampered by the vast sums needed to build infrastructure, thorny regulations or geographical terrain.

To reach its goal, Google, which benefits the more people have access to its search and other Internet services, is lobbying regulators to use airwaves reserved for television broadcasts, which at lower frequencies can pass through buildings and over longer distances, the WSJ reported.

It is also working on providing low-cost cellphones and employing balloons or blimps to transmit signals over hundreds of square miles from high altitudes.

The company has already begun several small-scale trials, including in Cape Town, South Africa, where it is using a base station in conjunction with wireless access boxes to broadcast signals over several miles, the newspaper reported.

Chief Executive Larry Page has made no secret of his plans to use his company to work toward broader, non-profit goals. Google on Friday declined to comment on its plans.

(Reporting by Edwin Chan; Editing by Tim Dobbyn)

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Is HTC Coming Out with a HTC One that Runs Stock Android?

Please be true, please be true, please be true. After Google announced that it would be selling a pure Android version of the Samsung Galaxy S4 on Google Play , the entire world screamed joys of Hallelujah Halle Berry. An awesome phone running completely stock Android has always been the dream. Now, HTC might be making real life better than any dream by making the HTC One pure Android too.

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Supposedly, according to Geek.com's sources , HTC is considering making a stock variant of the HTC One. That'd mean there would be no HTC Sense to muddle the Android experience. That means we'd use a phone the way Google would want us to use it. What's unclear now is if it happens, how we'll get the pure Android HTC One.

Google's version of the Samsung Galaxy S4 is sold unlocked for $650 on Google Play. Would HTC go down that same route? What should be noted is that Geek.com had initially reported on the stock Android version of the Galaxy S4 before it was announced. They nailed that rumor. Maybe this one will be true too. In any case, I'm crossing my fingers. You should too. [Geek via Phandroid ]

 

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Consumers Go Crazy For Wii U Following Xbox One Reveal - Wii U News @ Nintendo Life Clipped from: http://www.nintendolife.com/news/2013/05/consumers_go_crazy_for_wii_u_following_xbox_one_reveal

Consumers Go Crazy For Wii U Following Xbox One Reveal 

Posted Fri, 24 May 2013 | 03:00 BST by Darren Calvert

One of Amazon UK's biggest movers and shakers

It's no secret that the Xbox One reveal did not go as smoothly as Microsoft might have hoped. For some, the idea of buying a giant Betamax-styled brick that blocks used games and requires the Kinect camera to function was a big turn-off — even if it does make changing the TV channel a fraction of a second quicker. Even dog-based shooters failed to win the crowds over, and to top it all off there is no backwards compatibility whatsoever either.

Nintendo might well have been feeling a little nervous before the Xbox announcement, but it would seem that consumers are voting with their feet and suddenly buying the Wii U in droves if Amazon UK's movers and shakers list is a reliable barometer.

At the time of writing we're seeing an increase of 386% as the sales rank of the Wii U Premium Pack skyrockets on Amazon from #243 to #50. With Nintendo's E3 Wii U Nintendo Direct only weeks away, we should see interest continue to rise as it's upcoming games are revealed. Some armchair analysts may have written off Nintendo's home console, but it would seem that the race is far from over.

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About Darren Calvert 

Darren is Nintendo Life's Batman: fearless in the face of danger, he loves gadgets and talking in a really, really deep voice. As Operations Director he stays mostly behind the scenes in a room he insists on calling "The Batcave".