Category: Web 2.0 (Observations)

The 404’ing of our cultural memories

Doug Haslam, on the big black hole of missing data. If we can;t keep all this around for a few years, what hope have we for a decade, a century, or longer? With every celebration of the popular social network, the faint Cassandran winds howl “What will you do when it’s gone?” I say faint, because nobody seems to see an imminent demise for Facebook or Twitter, and conventional wisdom tilts to Google Plus getting bigger rather than failing to gain traction. We shouldn’t have to worry, right? Yeah, we should: I was reminded of Jaiku recently when someone brought it

A little Marissa Mayer for the weekend?

Some fascinating reading for the weekend from Business Insider, as Nicholas Carlson writes about Marissa Mayer. “The Friday before she came on, the parking lots would be empty till 10 a.m. and would be empty again after 4 p.m. That happened day after day after day for seven months in a row. Marissa comes, the next week, the parking lots are full at 8 a.m. and people are still there at 6:30. “The changes that she brought — making food free, focusing on quality, shutting some things down, being open and honest during the Friday FYI meetings — all brought

The internet as a ‘Room of Requirement’

You know when there’s one article that just sits in your head because it is so honest, revealing, and wonderfully expressive, even weeks later? I give you David Dylan Thomas’ recent article on ownership, content, online worlds, and consumer electronics. And more: The bag of holding only holds what you put in it. With something like Netflix streaming or Spotify, other people have put stuff in the bag. So you don’t even have to worry about acquiring the thing you’re going to put in the bag. It’s just there when you need it. This starts to resemble a slightly different,

Content farms, old school journalism, and Formula One

Joe Saward, a decidedly old school journalist who has strong views on the modern web and sports reporting The secret of the F1 media is that it is like a pond. If you drop a stone in the middle, the waves will radiate outwards. The middle is made up the relatively small group of reporters, most of them English. The vast majority of F1 websites have no access at all to the F1 paddock and they are simply part of the ripples on the F1 pond, taking the story from the centre and spreading it. I should flag up at