It’s the coldest start to summer in Sydney for fifty years. People are complaining. I’ve been complaining. And I’ve been Continue reading
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I’m at Ad:Tech today and I just learned a valuable lesson. Not, in fact, from any of the speakers, though Continue reading
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I recently discovered a lovely Tumblr called “the great untold,” which is a collection of opening lines from the greatest Continue reading
I had a funny dream last night. I know this is a socially unacceptable opening gambit (unless the dreamer reveals Continue reading
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The people whose self-selling skills I admire are all bound by a common thread. They communicate their intense passion and love for what they do in a way that leaves ego at the door; creating a separation that suggests it’s almost incidental that it happens to be “me” that did this – the accomplishment itself transcends the personal. Of course, go too far down this path and you’re in all kinds of Messianic trouble; next thing you know god’s writing your next album and whispering secrets in your ear about who might most enjoy a lovely glass of Kool-Aid…
I’ve often had a tendency to be impatient with consumer-facing companies who are reluctant to dip their toes into the ocean of the social web, taking the view that if as a brand, you’re already being talked about, like it or not, and a decision not to participate means you relinquish not only control but the ability to respond or learn.
However, my experience of effectively putting myself in exactly that position gave me a new appreciation for the fact that giving up control is a scary thing to do. The internet can be a hostile and terrifying place.
Growing up online: why the days of our digital adolescence are numbered. It’s depressing to see that one consequence of new social spaces is a marked increase in the amount of genuinely awful behaviour performed by otherwise functional adults. Seeing ill-advised tweets, oversharing via Facebook updates and emotive personal posts, I’m reminded of the giddy immediacy of my teenage years, in which I existed in a state of selfish isolation, immersed in the frenzy of the Now.