Why do I like this blog? It has HUGE attitude (not recommended for people who are squeamish about profanity. You've been warned). It's a real look at the fake Web 2.0. It assumes a certain level of technical understanding. It's often hilarious. (papal: "the only web service with hoofs"). Here are some other doozies from recent posts, quick add it to your RSS reader.
Adpinion is a new web 2.0 Y combinator democratic shitheap that will "empower users to choose their advertisers." Lets all pump our fists in victory: we will have a say in the advertising that burns our eyes!
Wait, what the f--- was I talking about? Oh yeah, new media. New Media is academia slang for "I suck at writing, art, and science but I still want a college degree." Media will never get newer than pictures and words, but people will always want to bullshit their way through 4 years of college, and since you can't get rid of student debt with bankruptcy, the academic finance industry will always let them. America, f--- yeah
Of course I recognize the irony here. I blog about Web 2.0, and I am talking *** on this guy for blogging about Web 2.0. I don't make a living out of Uncov, though. As you can clearly see, Kyle has changed out advertising strategy to "f--- ads", and life has never been better. It makes this blog an even bigger orgy of truth.
TechCrunch's hard-hitting investigative journalism tells us that they just laid off 20% of their staff: mostly useless marketing-tards who just take up space and yammer on about things that are bleeding obvious to chimpanzees so that they can try to pass off their college years of drinking and not going to class as legitimate educations. You know, people like my buddy Steve Rubel.
And finally, my all time favorite:
And What Did We Learn?
I didn't learn anything because I suffer from a condition known as common sense. I'm guessing that the 70 developers didn't learn anything, either. They're like a bird flying into a window - it never learns because every time it fails, it gets more and more brain damaged. The situation only gets worse.
That is, until the bird finally breaks its neck.