The complexity of the world is giving me Deh Bloggin' Fear

Apologies for not posting sooner.

Although, as someone whose opinion creates a deep indifference in my soul said today: 'I hate blogs, it's just blah blah blah about me me me and it goes on and on and on. I prefer Twitter.'

So maybe I shouldn't bother.

I was going to point out that there was a device called a back button that you could use to rid yourself of the blah blah blah, but the depth of my indifference was insurmountable.

Me, I hate Twitter. Particularly today. I spent all day today at an Internet marketing conference being told how great Twitter is.

I'm sure it is. Haikus are great, and Twitter is just a Western form of Haiku (Western in that there are no rules, just individuality, which means it's just other people's condensed blah). And it's not that I don't like blah.

It's just that if I'm going to read blah, I like a bit of context.

Hence my love of the blah blah blah di blah blah of other people's thoughts.

Now if we had a Twitter that enforced the rigid forms of a haiku, I would be a fan. Corporations that think they can send messages to our phones and pretend they have a relationship with us would have to actually hire someone with some creativity to write their 'relationship building communications'.

The world of marketing would be populated by Leonard Cohen types who built special relationships with the owners of the phones (sorry, mobile devices) they were messaging.

Now, that would be a marketing-driven relationship I could live with.

Did you know that customer service is the new marketing?

I was surprised to hear that....

Ah no, I wasn't.

I remember the last recession and the marketing lecturer I was forced to listen to for three hours a week at the time (I was doing a business post-grad to outwit the recession) used to say that.

Then the economy swung back up and customer service took a back seat to gouging clients who wanted to gouge customers.

Marketing is truly the work of the devil. I said that in 1993 when I had to study it and I say it again today.

Anyways, the fear is subsiding. Let me eat my supper and see if I can sort out the swirl of thoughts in my brain.

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