I just got finished reading a rather interesting piece from PoynterOnline.
Called "Why News Organizations Need a Facebook Strategy," the article seems to warn people that not jumping on the Facebook bandwagon now could end up costing media companies in the future, when the site grows to... take over the world!
The Citizen has been using Facebook almost since we launched. We have always viewed it as a distribution method. We have nearly 700 friends and the top referring site to the Citizen, aside from Google, is Facebook.
Our site is wired so that when we post an article, the RSS feed updates Twitter, which updates Facebook, all of which link back to the site. This was a method mentioned in the article.
We do a fair amount of interaction with our readers on Facebook. Though, if we interject on a discussion or offer a comment, we usually do it as individual's on the Citizen page. The only problem I have with this method is we see people responding and commenting to articles on Facebook, not on our site.
It had not occurred to me to use Facebook as an advertising opportunity. I suppose we could charge companies to offer some sort of discount for their business to our friends on Facebook and Twitter. This raises an issue I've been mulling over since I launched the site.
Are the lines between editorial and advertising OK to blur on the Internet. Would it be acceptable for someone who usually writes articles to post an ad on Facebook for the Citizen. We don't run ads on our front page, and we don't plan to run them in the op/ed section when that launches.
Some people recognize these as standards for journalism, other people ask 'Why?' Should we worry less about sticking to these old standards?
-Hugs n' kisses
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
...And, we're back!
Story about others who came back
I've returned to blogging. As per a class, I will be posting a minimum of three times a week. So, look forward to that!
I think it would be hard to blog about living in England from Ypsilanti. So, I think I will be focusing on happenings in the media, especially pertaining to cutting-edge type happenings.
I've returned to blogging. As per a class, I will be posting a minimum of three times a week. So, look forward to that!
I think it would be hard to blog about living in England from Ypsilanti. So, I think I will be focusing on happenings in the media, especially pertaining to cutting-edge type happenings.
Friday, January 9, 2009
If you don't know, then now you know
In case anyone was wondering, I have been spending my time on a project of mine. Please visit the site and check it out!
-Hugs n' kisses
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Danarchy in the U.S.A.
In case you were worried, I did not die in a fiery pane crash. I am alive and well here in Ypsilanti. So far I have had a Jessie's half-pounder, drank a pint of Oberon and hung out with some friends in South Lyon and on Ferris Street.
This was meant to be the last post, but maybe you'll hear me on the radio or something. I have discussed, however, perhaps reporting on some Ypsi stuff using this blog. It's an option I'm thinking about but there is no way to know what the future holds.
-Hugs n' kisses
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Backta backta - backta backta - Ypsi Ypsi
You should be listening to this song right now.
This will be the second to last post on this blog. The next one will be to inform everyone that I did not die in a fiery plan crash.
My train leaves for London at 5 a.m. I will land in Detroit at 11:30 p.m. LONG DAY! I assure you there will be some calls once I get a charger for my phone, as I'm pretty sure I forgot it in Texas back in January.
Well, I've got to finish packing now.
-Hugs n' kisses
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Cheers!
Well, only two more of days left of this blog. That means only two more days left in England.
I am saying my final farewells to everyone here throughout the day. That likely means a blurry memory and rough headache tomorrow.
I suppose I should start packing my bags, but there are only two of them and I really don't feel like it. Though, I have already thrown away some stuff I don't plan to take home (i.e. My Big Ben jacket died in Ireland and my frying pan won't be coming home either).
I suppose I could think back and reflect on what the trip has done for me or what I might take away from it. Unfortunately life isn't simple enough to wrap up in a neat little moral. Though, if I had to pick a few I guess they would be: people are people no matter where they live, two people separated by a common language and home is where the heart is.
I was warned people would become disinterested in my stories from overseas after some time. Because I was there and others were not I would likely be more excited about the events, which would make me think the trip was more interesting than it actually was. We'll see I guess.
I really don't know how I'm going to act, my guess is the same. That means I'll be telling stories upon my return, and especially after some beers!
-Hugs n' kisses
I am saying my final farewells to everyone here throughout the day. That likely means a blurry memory and rough headache tomorrow.
I suppose I should start packing my bags, but there are only two of them and I really don't feel like it. Though, I have already thrown away some stuff I don't plan to take home (i.e. My Big Ben jacket died in Ireland and my frying pan won't be coming home either).
I suppose I could think back and reflect on what the trip has done for me or what I might take away from it. Unfortunately life isn't simple enough to wrap up in a neat little moral. Though, if I had to pick a few I guess they would be: people are people no matter where they live, two people separated by a common language and home is where the heart is.
I was warned people would become disinterested in my stories from overseas after some time. Because I was there and others were not I would likely be more excited about the events, which would make me think the trip was more interesting than it actually was. We'll see I guess.
I really don't know how I'm going to act, my guess is the same. That means I'll be telling stories upon my return, and especially after some beers!
-Hugs n' kisses
Sunday, May 18, 2008
I saw the changing of the guard
I learned two things yesterday:
1. I am pretty forgetful at 5 a.m.
2. London is a lot like the Internet, it is a series of tubes.
I forgot my camera bag yesterday, and did not realize until i was already on the train to London. I can tell you, I was either walking or riding a train in an underground tunnel or I was in a museum.
Mt train stopped in a northern section of London called King's Cross. I then took the tube down to the south east section called Kensington, where I visited the Natural History Museum and its neighbor the Science Museum. After visiting those I took the tube east to Victoria Station where I visited Buckingham Palace St. James Park and Green Park. From there I walked back to my station at Kings Cross.
I took Piccadilly up to Piccadilly Circus, which was a lot like Time Square except not nearly as neon. I took Haymarket Street down to Trafalgar Square, where I had a neat view of Scotland Yard, the London Eye and Big Ben. I then walked to Leicester Square and China Town.
While in China Town I saw crowd of people watching a man moving around three small circles of rubber on the bottom of a cardboard box. I never thought shit like this actually happened. He would move them around and then someone would give him a tenner and point out where he or she thought the circle was that had a white sticker on the bottom. I watched for a little while, always guessing correctly where the sticker was. I also watched how oddly he collected money and handed out rewards. He then called on me because no one had volunteered to guess. When I hesitated he said I could guess for free. It's gambling light I guess, I thought, but I shrugged and correctly pointed to the circle I thought had a sticker on the bottom. When it was revealed I was right, he said he would give me a 20-spot if I could break it with a tenner for him. I explained I didn't have it and walked away. As I left the order of my thoughts went:
1- Wow, I wish I had a 10 pound note
2- That guy isn't very good at what he does
3- Is there an ATM anywhere around?
4- (This one much later that day) I'll bet he made his money off making change!
From China Town up to Soho and then over to the British Museum. The place was HUGE and I spent the rest of my time in London at the museum until they announced it was closing. There were sections on ancient Egypt, Rome and Greece. They had exhibits about African and American tribal societies and empires.
After I left the museum it was about half an hour's walk back to the train station. Let me tell you, I was tired.
I slept on the entire train ride back to Derby, went back to my room and slept even longer.
Again thank you to the family that helped me get to London. It was awesome. Sorry I wasn't able to take pictures.
-Hugs n' kisses
1. I am pretty forgetful at 5 a.m.
2. London is a lot like the Internet, it is a series of tubes.
I forgot my camera bag yesterday, and did not realize until i was already on the train to London. I can tell you, I was either walking or riding a train in an underground tunnel or I was in a museum.
Mt train stopped in a northern section of London called King's Cross. I then took the tube down to the south east section called Kensington, where I visited the Natural History Museum and its neighbor the Science Museum. After visiting those I took the tube east to Victoria Station where I visited Buckingham Palace St. James Park and Green Park. From there I walked back to my station at Kings Cross.
I took Piccadilly up to Piccadilly Circus, which was a lot like Time Square except not nearly as neon. I took Haymarket Street down to Trafalgar Square, where I had a neat view of Scotland Yard, the London Eye and Big Ben. I then walked to Leicester Square and China Town.
While in China Town I saw crowd of people watching a man moving around three small circles of rubber on the bottom of a cardboard box. I never thought shit like this actually happened. He would move them around and then someone would give him a tenner and point out where he or she thought the circle was that had a white sticker on the bottom. I watched for a little while, always guessing correctly where the sticker was. I also watched how oddly he collected money and handed out rewards. He then called on me because no one had volunteered to guess. When I hesitated he said I could guess for free. It's gambling light I guess, I thought, but I shrugged and correctly pointed to the circle I thought had a sticker on the bottom. When it was revealed I was right, he said he would give me a 20-spot if I could break it with a tenner for him. I explained I didn't have it and walked away. As I left the order of my thoughts went:
1- Wow, I wish I had a 10 pound note
2- That guy isn't very good at what he does
3- Is there an ATM anywhere around?
4- (This one much later that day) I'll bet he made his money off making change!
From China Town up to Soho and then over to the British Museum. The place was HUGE and I spent the rest of my time in London at the museum until they announced it was closing. There were sections on ancient Egypt, Rome and Greece. They had exhibits about African and American tribal societies and empires.
After I left the museum it was about half an hour's walk back to the train station. Let me tell you, I was tired.
I slept on the entire train ride back to Derby, went back to my room and slept even longer.
Again thank you to the family that helped me get to London. It was awesome. Sorry I wasn't able to take pictures.
-Hugs n' kisses
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