I’ve noticed the print version of the Wall Street Journal getting thinner each day. Not just in the substance and integrity of the reporting (which I’ve mentioned on occasion - here’s an analysis of another questionable feature article), but in the actual volume of the paper.

Big media dies not with a bang, but with a frail whimper. (more…)

You ever get an email or a text message that was actually sent a day or more prior? It gets lost somewhere in the pipes and eventually finds bubbles up to you. That’s what I felt when I read this article (copied below) in today’s paper. It was like a story that had been written in 2005 had been lost in the editorial process at the Journal and only now had surfaced.

I love the Wall Street Journal for they know not what they do, but how can they go publish this vapor with a straight face?

How, in this day and age of death spirals for non-business-model-having-start ups, a fishwrap that’s built its reputation on sound business analysis can go to print with a fluff story like this is beyond me.

Judge for yourself (I’ve gone ahead and bolded for emphasis the phrases that make me cringe the most): (more…)

The apocalypse is upon us. It’s abundantly clear.

Not only did Tom Brady blow out his ACL essentially killing my fantasy football season, but the Wall Street Journal, my fish wrap of choice, has stumbled its way into the most egregiously bizarre and disturbing instance of product placement that I’ve ever seen. (more…)

Consider this classic riddle from The Hobbit:

This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountain down.

Despite what your inner Gollum is telling you, the answer to this riddle isn’t time. It’s digital innovation.

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