Noise to Signal
Also, a decent macro utility wouldn’t hurt
Oh! Oh! And Second Life’s point-click-and-buff-up feature!
A cartoon about how we live & work in a digital world
Noise to Signal
Oh! Oh! And Second Life’s point-click-and-buff-up feature!
I’d feel better about this cartoon if not for the fact that it was my only contribution to Blogger Action Day.
I drew this one in honour of our launch of Open SoSi – the open-sourcing of Social Signal’s intellectual property.
I’m packing up my Wacom Cintiq, some Pigma Micron markers, a whack of paper and my camera… and I’m off to the ReadWrite Real-Time Web Summit on Thursday in Mountain View. (Full disclosure: Oh, god, where to begin?)
I’ll be cartoon-blogging about it in not-quite-real-time (unless I wind up doing something clever with, say, UStream), and uploading doodles as fast as the wireless connection will let me.
Note: this week’s cartoon is in full glorious color. We spare no expense to bring you the very latest in technology here at ReadWriteWeb’s cartoon corner. Think this RGB thing could catch on?
The new FTC guidelines for disclosure by bloggers have stirred up some anger among bloggers accustomed to getting free stuff and blogging about it without the heavy hand of governmental Big Brother yadda yadda – oh, you can finish the sentence yourself.
I can respect that it might get people’s backs up to suggest that their integrity is for sale, especially for such low prices. (Although, the last time I checked the exchange rate, integrity was down sharply against the dollar… and against the free chewing gum.) Then again, I’ve seen enough obviously feigned enthusiasm in some “reviews” to convince me that at least a few bloggers are happy to rent their voices – and readers – to any marketing department with a gift card and blogger outreach program.
All easy enough for me to say, of course; I have a job and make a pretty good living (touch wood). I can imagine that I might be tempted to modify my views if money was short and a blog review could put another meal on the table for my kids. Then again, for every blogger out there who’s struggling to make ends meet, there are countless more blog readers – the people the marketers are really trying to reach. Don’t they deserve to know about the relationship between product and blogger when they assess what they’re reading?
I’m a fan of disclosure, and while I haven’t examined the FTC guidelines in detail, I support the idea in principle.
But it’s interesting that the FTC went after bloggers rather than, say, entertainment writers who don’t mention the expensive junkets that movie studios take them on. A blogger who has to disclose that she or he received a free package of hot dog weiners has every right to feel burned after dropping fifty bucks to take the family to the latest “THRILLING!” “FANTASTIC!” “SURE-FIRE WINNER!”
I’m not sure what it is about social media. Here we are in this field that’s still emerging/exploding (or “explerging”, to use the trademarked term from my upcoming book, premium podcast, and $4,000-a-seat webinar) and constantly morphing. Yet there seems to be this powerful drive to lay down absolute laws about what works and what doesn’t.
Blogging? You should be posting twice a day. No, actually that’s too often; it abuses people’s attention. Wait, actually that’s not often enough; other people will eat your lunch. Actually, blogging’s dead, so move to Twitter, where you absolutely must follow everyone who follows you, unless you absolutely mustn’t, so don’t, unless you do. And when they do follow you, sending them an automatic direct message will either lift you into the Twitter elite or damn you to eternal ridicule. Possibly both.
I’ve fallen prey to this temptation myself, so I say all of this with a certain amount of chagrin. But I hope I’m on the road to reform: embracing my uncertainty, and vacillating with confidence.
(By the way, the title of Chris Brogan’s smashing blog post inspired the Neanderthal’s line in this cartoon.)
Wow: a furry, a dominatrix and a browser rendering joke. I can’t wait to see what Adsense throws up for this one.
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I suspect there’s more than a little of this guy in me.
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Not that you have to follow people back on Twitter. You don’t. You really don’t. It’s the stupidest etiquette rule in history, right up there with the way you’re supposed to stab the person next to you with your lobster fork between the sorbet course and the port.
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No, I know: it has nothing to do with technology. And I even like blue cheese. But let’s not kid ourselves: that stuff reeks.
(One of my first Cintiq cartoons. The proportions are still pretty wonky.)
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(It turns out there actually is a NxNE. It does not involve fisherfolk, except incidentally.)
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The only reason Alex and I didn’t look like this at our wedding is that Twitter hadn’t been invented yet.
Really.