History Matters have organized the ‘biggest blog in history’ for today. The idea is that lots of UK residents write about their day and the collected electronic pages are stored somewhere in the British Library (on a computer I think) for future generations. This was my submission:
Tuesdays are now officially my worst day of the week in this new mode of living in which I find myself. As an ordinand in the Church of England training and studying in a Cambridge college, I usually find there is plenty of unscheduled time in my day to read, think and prepare… let alone see my wife and two young children. Tuesdays are different. Tuesdays are chockablock with activity.
Internet identities and online anonymity have dominated the thinking in the last few days.
On Monday, I caught wind of a furore over at the Ship of Fools where a vicar has been accused variously of (allegedly) running several different online identities, using those identities to give his offline self rave reviews in the Mystery Worshipper project and then lying to his congregation by subsequently printing those false reviews in the parish rag. Of course, all this is just alleged and not proven, but if true, it makes for an interesting episcopal pastoral situation and a clergyman obviously looking for attention and approval.
Dave Walker is right to point out that online anonymity really isn’t very anonymous for long if someone is so inclined to dig and work out who you are. When this very blog was ‘anonymous’, fellow blogger and Ridleian Simon Heron discovered me in about five minutes flat. I doubt he was the only one.
Indeed, such issues raised their head for me several moons ago when I became one of those Dave W mentions who received a kindly email from him. When I was still in the employ of the National Church Institutions and blogging anonymously, one of my postings on a previous abortive attempt at a blog (while funny) may have caused problems for me. I saw Dave’s sense and it was removed.
The other side of the coin when it comes to online identity/anonymity and those that write online is of course those that read. From a very different angle, respected Internet and usability guru Jakob Nielsen writes about how in most online systems, 90% of users are lurkers who never contribute, 9% of users contribute a little, and 1% of users account for almost all the action.
I think there is possibly one regular contributor to the comments here in my own little corner of cyberspace and maybe two or three others who say hi now and again. Not quite 1% and 9% but I suppose the big question is are there 50 to 100 others “lurking”? The web statistics would indicate the site is receiving about 70 odd visits a day but, of course, web statistics are never to be trusted what with Google and the other search engines continually re-crawling looking for updates.
If you aren’t a Google robot and are quietly lurking, now is your chance to say hi. No harm, no foul – just give us a bit of love! Even if no-one says hi and Google are my biggest friend, it seems to me that taking a little bit of confidence and approval from my web stats is a bit better than inventing my own reviews.
There isn’t much I watch ‘religiously’ on television. The West Wing (now sadly no more) and 24 and of course football (the english variety) or football (the american variety). However, one thing I have been watching ‘religiously’ over the last few weeks is the BBC 2 series on York Minster. Primarily, my interest is in the fact that the Precentor Jeremy Fletcher is a friend from my previous existence in publishing.
The other day, word reached me about another TV programme that I watched ‘religiously’ last year. Priest Idol was a Channel 4 mini-series about a run-down parish in Barnsley, a run-down part of the UK, and the efforts of the new American vicar James McCaskill to turn it around.
By the end of the mini-series, we left James with signs of hope for the future but still with much to do. I always wondered what the church had made of the TV programme, indeed the name of the show always struck me as being pretty terrible, and crucially I was desperate to know what had happened next. A follow-up show seemed obvious and inevitable.
The other day I received an email from someone more knowledgeable than me on a discussion list of which I am a part. I was delighted to hear more about what the church in Lundwood had thought of the show and what happened next with Father James and his crew, although it also confirmed my worst fears about TV companies.
Quoting Ruth (my correspondent) verbatim:
“Look what happened with Lundwood in Barnsley. For a start off they called it Priest Idol, which no-one wanted. They missed the best bits, put in the daft bits, said they’d make a follow up and ended up cancelling, even though the church had had a fire and were struggling to come round from it. A real nightmare for them. Still. it didn’t daunt them, and they now consistently have a congregation of around 70, many more at Christmas. It’s definitely a traditional church, but I bet they won’t be long before they try out some fresh expressions and alternative worship, as the people there are just lapping it all up! Whole families are coming together and the Holy Spirit is really at work.”
Wikipedia confirms that the church did indeed receive a devastating blow when a fire broke out in the church hall as workmen replaced roof felting. The fire destroyed the roof of the hall and gutted the interior. If Ruth is right, how the TV companies cannot be interested in a follow-up when the church has suffered such a blow, I have no idea. However, what really encourages me is that the parish of Lundwood is on the up and the church is prospering despite the knocks. Very encouraging indeed.
While it will be a better man/woman than me that wades through the bishop’s expense accounts to find out who gives value for money and who does not, the annual statistics for giving, attendance and vocation always make interesting reading.
With only four channels to choose from, I sat down yesterday evening in front of the television and channel hopped to find a new series starting on BBC entitled ‘York Minster’. As it happens, I have a good friend who is part of the team at York Minster and I was pleasantly surprised to find him playing a starring role in last night’s episode.
“Listening conversation that starts with a predetermined outcome is neither conversation nor is it listening.”
Earlier this year, I had the pleasure to meet Nick Knisely. Nick is the Rector (Senior Pastor) of Trinity Episcopal Church in Bethlehem PA and a thoroughly good bloke… even if his physics chats go waaaay over my head.
So finally I have finished with my employer and my family and I are now in full blown ‘getting ready for college’ mode. However, as I finished, I managed to go out in some style with a final 24 hours that I don’t think I’ll forget in a hurry.
It’s all go for the Church of England’s communications unit who, despite the limitations of a poorly funded and flawed strategy for the Church of England website are doing all they can to turn the thing into something truly useful. It has to be said that *most* of those involved when the site was re-built a few years ago have moved on and the current Communications Director, Peter Crumpler, definitely has his head screwed on straight.
The year is 2060, Revd Joe Bloggs is about to take on a new posting in a conservative parish who do not generally approve of women in positions of leadership. All is going well for the preparations that summer and for his licencing, when a particularly keen churchwarden does some digging and finds that Joe Bloggs was ordained by Bishop John Smith. He digs further and finds that Bishop John Smith was ordained by Bishop John Doe. Oh my goodness, tumult of tumults… he knows full well who ordained John DoeÂ – it was the Church of England’s first ever woman bishop Jane Smith.
As far as the Churchwarden is concerned, Joe Bloggs ordination is invalid and his new appointment goes down the tubes… fast. As does the Church of England in general with this kind of lunacy around.
As I sit at my desk today, I have the ‘privilege’ of being able to listen to the audio stream from the July sessions of the General Synod of the Church of England which is currently being held in York. The papers were full of comment on Saturday and Sunday after the first of two major debates on the subject of women bishops.