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| Wednesday, January 2, 2002 |
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Redevelopments? 
| | I've received contradictory input on the question of whether Apple likes developers now. Clearly there was a time they didn't. I said so myself at one point. So I thought I'd run a survey that revisits the question. |
Best new blog slogan
| | It's an A-1 blog, too. Tops on his blogrolodex is My Wife's Head. The link leads to "Inside Gretchen's Head." She a terrific writer. And I suspect, from the sound of things, that Chris is getting laid. (And you have no idea how many one-liners I'm supressing right now.) |
Would you want to work for this company?
Other stories
| | In The Metaphorphosis Michael Wolff looks at some of the directions The Story since 9/11 hasn't gone: |
| | As it happens, the current war is, in measurable ways, less of a war than the bombing of Kosovo or the Gulf War -- not so many bombs, fewer men at risk, less money spent (it's actually a new war paradigm: The more successful your war, the fewer men you deploy and the fewer bombs you drop). |
| | It is just the language that is more. |
| | The president, if he were a different type of person, or if the political exigencies had been different, could have said that our interest was to avoid all-out war and that our intention was to proceed with controlled restraint (or something like that) -- and taken the exact same course of action that he has taken under the rubric of a nation at war. |
| | But it's still a story, and this is a thought-provoking piece (if not peace). He wraps with a chilling Thought: |
| | I tend to favor the safe bet -- not that we haven't changed, but that this is the false change. The real change lies in wait for a while. It teases you, but it doesn't reveal itself. Until it's everywhere. And it never, ever, is what you thought it would be. |
| | Here's my would-be thought: consumerism is over. So is the producerism it truly expressed. It died when consumers became customers again, and began to discover they didn't want to be the last stage in the conveyor belt of trash that runs from factory to landfill. Where we are now isn't an ugly place, just a noisy one. It's called the marketplace. And it's the real ground zero for Civilization. Just like it was before industry won the Industrial Revolution and we all got jobs working as cogs in blue and white collar mills by day and consuming our output in whatever time we had left. That shit's over. It's just going to take a few years to sink in. |
| | The marketing world is based on the notion of sellers trying to communicate to buyers... The perferred method of communication is one-way messages. |
| | But buyers have always had a harder time trying to communicate to sellers. No thanks to sellers (non-human corporations). Their stuff is real. But they are not. Anyone who's ever dealt with customer service knows it's an oxymoron. Technology has been the buyer's best friend when it comes to communicating to sellers...or better yet other buyers. Guttenberg's little invention gave fire to the masses, and it didn't take long for the conflagration to begin. Next stop, Consumer Reports. The Internet has done the same kind of thing. |
| | Marketers spent centuries creating three enormous one-way streets for communication: Print, Radio, and Television. It was mass marketing to support mass industry. Then along came the Internet, and it blew the lid off everything. Joe/Jayne Smith didn't have their own magazine or radio program or television show...but they had the Internet...and they used it to go the "wrong way" down the one-way street. Email, Usenet, chat rooms, message boards, and Web sites gave local yocals global voices. Next stop, Google Groups. |
As long as we're at it
Unhappy new year
This just in from the Humility Enforcement Department
| | The first pointer, of course, comes from RageBoy. Hey, what are friends for? |
I had no idea. Really.
| | Dave points out how a Google search for "intelligent Weblogs" goes to an "interesting place." So I thought I'd search for "smart weblogs" and hit the "I'm feeling lucky" button. At first I though there was some kind of problem, but it turns out I really am lucky. Incrediby lucky, in fact. And I mean that literally. |
| | Now I'm going to bed. Happy Ought-2, everybody. |
When you get the worst of what you don't pay for
| | One of the many small reasons why we rationalized moving away from the old place was that the Parkside Grill in Portola Valley went to hell after it was sold to new owners who got rid of all but the appearance of continuity. Now Dave reports a bad salmon and service experience there. What a shame. It was a great little local restaurant. |
Hm.
| | I flipped the home page to make sure I had one thing for 1/1. Then I couldn't flip it again. Now it says 1/2. |
| | Ah, what the hell. It was a lost day, blog-wise, anyway. Had too much fun looking at the Rose Parade floats between Midnight and 2AM, then getting up to watch the parade, live on TV (avoiding the crowds) at 8am, then hanging out all day making food (some of the best Middle Eastern and Mexican I've ever had in my life), eating and hanging out with friends in Pasadena. |
| | In the midst of that I had a nice though too-brief phone conversation with Susan Kitchens too. She has the Blog 2 See for the RB parade. My pix suck, but then they were taken in no light at 1:30am. I might put some up later. |
HNY
| | Hats off to New Yawk's and New Year's finest. |
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