"My grandfather once told me that there were two kinds of people: those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was much less competition."
—Indira Gandhi
BizReport informs us of this interesting idea that may enable YouTube to actually start selling some ads.
The gotta-see-it video this week is undoubtedly Bill O’Reilly treating the off-air talent like crap from back in his Inside Edition days. (One can’t help but wonder how his O’Reilly Factor staff is reacting to this brouhaha.)
To mark the occasion, or maybe just to keep Keith Olbermann giggling, Gawker has assembled this collection of the top 10 teevee meltdowns. As Joel McHale would say: please to enjoy.
AdAge reports that “the future of online social networking doesn’t live within a single entity’s walls but instead permeates the web.”
Wow. Imagine that: A Web-wide social network. Maybe there would be ways to express opinions … like blogs? Or maybe forums? Or some sort of universal way to contact each other … like, oh, I don’t know, email?
“I believe that in the future, social networks will be like air,” says a Forrester analyst.
I believe that in the present, the Internet will be like air.
Social networks are like virtual worlds are like blogs are like forums are like countless other things you see online: tools for expressing one’s self and connecting with others. Motes of dust in the Internet air.
Virtual worlds will rise and fall, social networks will spring out of nowhere and disappear, new tools will be invented and some may even last for a while — but the desire to express and connect remains constant.
Takeaway for marketers: To the extent that these tools fulfill those desires well (or at least better than the other tools out there) they will be successful.
These sorts of lists are by their nature subjective and there are always a few quibbles to be made, but you can’t go wrong if your music collection includes a good chunk of David Remnick’s 100 Essential Jazz Albums, a Web-only article from The New Yorker.
