I'm remembering a night at my grandparents' flat 60 or 61 years ago. It was a special occasion, a holiday, and the table was beautifully set, with white linen, flickering candles, glittering glass and silver. As the youngest son at the table. I had a special part to play. I did it, though I have no recollection whether well, and afterwards my grandfather handed me a small box. My first wristwatch. I remember nothing about that either, except that I proudly put it on my left wrist, as he had told me I should.

Little did I know, it was a trap.

Cobey Williamson wrote a post on Medium that included this thought:

Content, whether via third party publisher or self-hosted, is the new advertising, created solely to drive customers to the point of sale. This is the future of professional content services.

Indeed.

So much of value is...

When I thought of myself as a public radio producer, I never had any interest in creating a show or being a host. I just thought, “That’s what somebody else does. That’s not a strength of mine.” So when we created the CDS podcast, I thought we were going to make pieces and since I’m the only person...

There is something unsettling, however, about being reassured in troubled times. You feel lied to. By showing us such a clear victory for the press, the film suggests that the struggle is over and dealt with: we can go home and forget, even feel nostalgic for the Nixon era.

Note from Akshi Singh:...

It is a sure sign of my nerdish tendencies that when I see a news headline like this:

Disgusted With the USDA, Farmers Make Their Own Organic Label

All I can think of is this:

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