I found the end of the internet just last night. Somehow I stumbled upon the very end. Sleeping is not something that comes very easy to me, so in my haste to waste (time, that is) I mistakingly thought that perhaps I flipped through entire chapters and somehow landed on the last page. So you know what I did, right? I backed up. I must have missed SOMETHING, right?
Aha. No amount of sleep deprivation will help to illuminate a path of golden virtue on the seemingly endless superhighway. That is my general conclusion. It didn't take me long to realize there are many 'stopping points' and there are vast quantities of duplicate content, content with zero value and overwhelmingly bad content.
That's the message for today. The older I get, the less things change. Take, for instance, the life of a marketer. Look at how things have changed since the days of standing on a soapbox outside of a train station, trying to pitch a product or sell a service. Promises are made, something sexy is sold, (seemingly) intimate connections are forged, money is collected, families are fed, people put on their jammies and go to bed.