I clicked on The Daily Beast, an infrequent click, with all that is going on today with layoffs, etc. And here is what I saw…
Nevermind that Blago and Caroline Kennedy for Senator are old news.
Do you see what doesn’t fit?
Embarrassing. Desperate. Clicks through to “Sponsored Blogs & Stories,” Presented by Ben Button… “A Daily Beast Promotion.
Oy.
Expect to see more of the same on more desperate sites on this panacea known as The Web.
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It shows how out of it I was in trying to be in it, acknowledging that I was out of it to myself, and then thinking, “Okay, how do I stop being out of it? Well, I get some legitimate illogical narrative ideas” — some novel, you know?
So I decided on three writers that I might be able to option their material and get some producer, or myself as producer, and then get some writer to do a screenplay on it, and maybe make a movie.
And so the three projects were “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” “Naked Lunch” and a collection of Bukowski. Which, in 1975, forget it — I mean, that was nuts. Hollywood would not touch any of that, but I was looking for something commercial, and I thought that all of these things were coming.
There would be no Blade Runner if there was no Ray Bradbury. I couldn’t find Philip K. Dick. His agent didn’t even know where he was. And so I gave up.
I was walking down the street and I ran into Bradbury — he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” — and I’d forgot who he was.
So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging — I was with her at that moment — she said, “Talk to him! That guy really wants to talk to you,” and I said “No, fuck him,” and keep walking.
But then I did, and then I realized who it was, and I thought, “Wait, he’s in that realm, maybe he knows Philip K. Dick.” I said, “You know a guy named—” “Yeah, sure — you want his phone number?”
My friend paid my rent for a year while I wrote, because it turned out we couldn’t get a writer. My friends kept on me about, well, if you can’t get a writer, then you write.”
~ Hampton Fancher
“That was the most disappointing thing to me in how this thing was played. Is that I’m on the phone with you now, after all that’s been said, and the fundamental distinction between what James is dealing with in these other cases is not actually brought to the fore. The fundamental difference is that James Franco didn’t seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. There’s not a case of that. He wasn’t using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had — if that were what the accusation involved — the show would not have gone on. We would have folded up shop and we would have not completed the show. Because then it would have been the same as Harvey Weinstein, or Les Moonves, or any of these cases that are fundamental to this new paradigm. Did you not notice that? Why did you not notice that? Is that not something notable to say, journalistically? Because nobody could find the voice to say it. I’m not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, “You know, it’s not this, it’s that”? Because — let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, that’s what it lacked. That’s what they were not able to deliver. The one example in the five that involved an issue of a sexual act was between James and a woman he was dating, who he was not working with. There was no professional dynamic in any capacity.
~ David Simon
those ads are still WAY BETTER than despicable ads I see on other websites, touting diet pills and displaying photos of fat people’s bulging bellies.
Looks like you’re getting some competition, David. Welcome to the Internet Era.
I don’t see how that’s any worse than ads in magazines that sort of look like articles. At least it’s marked as advertising. Plenty of sites run studio copy as content all the time. And they don’t even get paid for it.
This may seem sudden and uncalled for (and not to mention offtopic) but I see that there’s a guy from CHUD and I just want to say how much I fucking hate those people.
I won’t go into details (you would have to trust that I have my reasons) but Devlin, you and the people you work with suck donkey balls.
As for the “sponsored content” than it’s nothing new, really. I’ve been seing it for over a year on certain websites. Compared how AOL’s infamous front page operates, this is positively nothing. It may be a terrible trend but it’s not exactly what I’d call a new low.
Huffington Post has been doing this for a while now. So it’s not that bad. People need to get paid. Especially in light of things not getting better for a couple of years or more.
Oh yeah: I am all about supporting Chud and the people who piss of Roman.
IO you don’t have the balls to piss me off though you are high on the meh scale. You never even understood what it is that we disgree on (and whatever you typed in your reponses has absolutely nothing to do with what I actually think).
I am not going to draw me in another bickering match with you so just do me a favor and stay out of my business.
I will, however, “going to let me” admit that the start of the last sentence should have read differently.
Roman: you cannot win. It’s like that explanation of Joe Pesci’s character in Casino. That’s how it works. You keep telling yourself otherwise Johnnycakes, but that’s how it works.
Now why don’t you stop bitching out, and tell Devin why his life’s work (so far) is a piece of shit? You got the balls (Heat: you couldn’t deal in the real world, and our lunch would be the best 30 minutes you would ever load in flash) to give it to them? If not; shut the fuck up… figuratively.
If y’all are gonna elliptically continue a feud here, could someone at least cue the rest of us in on what it’s about?
LYT: I don’t think they know. I think IO thinks that he knows and I think that Roman is as confused as the rest of us.
Roman, I think if you’re going to say how much you hate someone, it’s only fair to give at least one reason why.
IOI, is there anyone you haven’t told “Do not play!!!” to? And yet, people continue, despite all warnings to cease and desist such playing.
Joe… you endlessly amaze me when you think everything I write is, when I don’t write it, about my personal business.
This speaks to Grady Stiles’ comments in an earlier post. It doesn’t matter whether I include personal guidance or not. People love to project all kinds of things onto me.
I’ve had competition every day of my 12 years on the web. I’m still here, Joe. Nothing much has changed except for the formats and that it’s harder for these new businesses to survive. Welcome to the internet age.
Jeff: it’s not my fault these people keep fighting! It makes no sense to me. It should follow the fucking House Principle, but you folks ignore that principle. Seriously, it blows my mind.
Heat: Santa Joe loves fucking with you. Seriously, catch fucking on already.
LYT: He’s a douche. I am not a fan of douches. So I will gladly drop all sorts of smack on top of Roman’s head. A poster whose trying to out morally superiour morally superiour Jeff. So go figure. This is the Hot Blog. This is what we do. If you do not get that this is what we do. CHECK THE FUCKING ARCHIEVE! WE ARGUE! THE END!
‘If y’all are gonna elliptically continue a feud here, could someone at least cue the rest of us in on what it’s about?’
i’m glad it’s not just me, i spend half my time reading this blog trying to figure out/remember the feuds, who are the hatfields and the mccoys, why the montagues hate the capulets, and where i fit in
IOI, what’s the “House Principle”?
Also, it’s ‘archive’.
Jeff: the word needed another “e”. We tested it. It tested really high with girls under 15 and men over 45. So we are going with it right now.
What’s the House Principle? Watch last night’s HOUSE to find out. That’s how it should be, but you people just do not pay attention. Seriously; it’s down right frustrating.
Or you could just tell me, since I wouldn’t have any idea what the plotlines and character relationships are.
Seriously, just watch everything IO does and you’ll be as calm, well-rounded and well-adjusted as he is. Truly the transformative power of art at work.
There’s nothing wrong with that ad.
But I do find it funny that Dave singles out DB for it when, as IO said, Whorrington has been doing it for some time. Can’t criticize HuffyPoo though, perish the thought. Who will carry the water?
The bit that shocked me was ‘Dan Abrams: Why Guantanamo was a good idea’. While I vastly prefer Rachel Maddow in his prior time slot, I do occasionally miss his show, a more sober-minded legal screed that served as a counter to the shrill ‘fry them all, who cares if they’re innocent?’ ramblings of Nancy Grace. He was the lone voice of calm and sanity after the Iowa caucuses, when everyone else was saying that Clinton was already doomed and should drop out before New Hampshire.
Actually, I DID slap HuffPo for doing this when I first saw it, months ago.
I might also point out that we already have The Wrap linking to other sites by forcing the reader to click on another on of their pages, where there is nothing but an elaborate link to the other site… or, sometimes, actual content taken from the linked site… not to mention one story today that is 85% on one page and then has a second “need another page view” page for the last 2 graphs.
In the end, many of these are things that offend me as a reader, not as a competitor or a member of the journalistic community. Of course, my way of responding, normally, is to stop visiting those sites, generally without thinking too much about it. The secret of the web is that we are in the business of serving the reader and we all have to figure out how to make that work, not to constantly try to drag another page view or ad out of it.
Oh no, some anonymous guy on a blog hates me.
“Oh no, some anonymous guy on a blog hates me.”
Roffle.