"YEAH, WHO NEEDS 'EM!" scream the pirates who hijack the PDFs of the digital editions.
"STREAM STREAM STREAM!" echo the pissheads.
A sad surprise in the magazine world is that WOMEN'S MAGAZINES are now in deep trouble.
This is truly amazing, because cunts have traditionally had nothing better to do than read their stupid celebrity magazines and fashion rags while sitting around eating bon-bons all day. They buy their junk at the supermarket and spend all afternoon munching sweets and nodding their heads over whatever Kuntrashian does.
They also spend all day in beauty parlors and fuss through their dopey magazines while sitting around in saunas or dunking their precious tootsies in a whirlpool bath.
NOPE NOPE NOPE.
It's reported that Vanity Fair, Vogue and Score are in TROUBLE and one or more might go "digital only."
UNREAL.
The big deal now is "hits." As you see from the above, the people behind these women's magazines are now hoping to get "page hits" on the Internet, and compete with Inquisitr and BuzzFeed and HuffingtonPuffington and other garbage sites. Nobody is sitting around thumbing through magazines. You gotta cater to idiots SURFING THE NET instead.
And this means more people stealing each others' news articles and re-writing them, more hackwork, less creativity, and less money because "page hits" don't mean much.
It's like the difference between radio and podcasts. The Internet is cheapening everything.
It began with God's gift to periodicals, "Christian Science Monitor" going "digital only" back in 2008.
Slowly, a lot of magazines followed, with shrinking print editions or none at all.
Some types of magazines have almost been wiped out entirely. Who the fuck needs PLAYBOY when you can get free porn everywhere? Who needs TV GUIDE, which was once the biggest magazine in the world? Who needs music mags when the music sucks and it's free? Who needs most any weekly mag or daily newspaper when you can get all the latest news FREE, and your favorite celeb is on FARCEBOOK or has a website loaded with SELFIES?
Who needs Sports Illustrated and photos of events, when the actual events are on everybody's website and on GooTube? And you can download the whole thing off Kickass if you missed it? What, you didn't see the big boxing match? Go to ESPN or some other sports website and they'll have the highlights a few hours later.
And so the Internet continues to pauperize the entertainment world and reduce all options for creativity...writing, photography, music, film, you name it. You can get it on GooTube. You can get it on Kickass. WHY PAY?
The domino effect has hit even the more obscure creative options. Remember Greeting Cards? Some writers, artists and photographers could make money off that. Now? Now everybody e-mails you e-cards. You get clever MEMES on Farcebook or Twatter. Everybody's giving away "funny" cat photos. WHY PAY?
Postcards? Greeting cards? Magazines? FUCK OFF...do it FREEEEEEEE for our Communist Internet. "Share" it or steal it and share it, or copy it and share it, Comrade. Then put in all day at some salt mine. Nobody's a star. Everybody's a star. Everyone has a podcast and a GooTube channel and a Farcebook page.
Jesus. And even the cunts are getting pissy and stinky beyond belief. Remember how HUGE those mags were? Vogue was like a fucking phone book. PS, magazines go under, so do newsstands. It keeps getting WORSE. Supermarkets used to make good money off the magazines at the check-out counter. What makes up for THAT lost income??
Now everybody's supposed to work for Google.
At best, you might be a "content editor" at some Internet website and sit in a box all day and re-write copy or steal it, or buy a photo from the one or two agencies still around.
Welcome to the hive, drone.
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