Husband, amateur cyclist, infosec dude and all-round nice guy.
Why Murdoch’s plan just might work
It’s not often I write about “meeja” (comedy double-quotes intended). As we all know the dead tree newspapers are dying, spectacularly. They’re having particular trouble fighting the Internet, where any idiot can spark up a tumblelog and start… erm… posting… erm… crap… Never mind. I had a point somewhere. Oh yeah, that was it.
Rupert Murdoch has had enough of this Internet freeloading and is planning on charging for access to his media on the Interwebs. Of course, many have laughed with derision but Rupert Murdoch is not your average tumbler. He’s a multi-millionaire media mogul who has shaped the media and is probably up there with Berlusconi in terms of it’s manipulation, just on a much bigger scale.
Here’s the kicker: Murdoch’s plan will probably work. If you’re reading this, you’re probably used to the Internet being free, but you’re not his target demographic. Murdoch runs Fox News, major newspapers in most of the developed world, TV Networks and MySpace amongst other indulgences. If anyone has the capacity to convince Joe Fox News viewer to pay for Glenn Beck’s blog posts, it’s Murdoch. If anyone has the ability to make your average Sun reader pay for thesun.co.uk, it’s Murdoch.
What you may well see is premium media promoted on TV, Radio and newspapers owned by News Corporation and of course the only way you’ll get to see it is by paying for it (unless you’re one of those copyright infringing downloader types).
I for one welcome it. A Murdoch free Internet is a happy Internet.
I hate my job (from the Internets)
I can relate:
My job is so fucking unbelievable. I’ll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:
First, there is this supermodel wanna-be chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she completely useless. The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on makeup. She is extremely self-centered and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone but herself. She is as dumb as a box of rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power to continue to breathe.
The next chick is completely the opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet. Her career oppertunities are endless, and yet she is here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10. I’m not sure she even showers, much less shaves her “womanly” parts. I think she might be a lesbian, because every time we drive by the hardware store, she moans like a cat in heat.
But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking stoner. And this guy is more than just your average pothead. In fact, he is baked before he comes to work, during work, and I’m sure after work. He probably hasn’t been sober anytime in the last ten years, and he’s only 22. He dresses like a beatnik throwback from the 1960’s, and to make things worse, he brings his big fucking dog to work. Every fucking day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even think it’s trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Also, both of them are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops to McDonalds and Burger King, every single fucking day.
Anyway, I drive these fucktards around in my van and we solve mysteries and shit.