This company called Fractl — whose motto is “Leverage the science behind great content” — did a study recently centering on “The Wheel of Emotions” and trying to determine what could go “viral” via age bracket and gender. A marketing VP/partner… Continue Reading
Here’s interesting stuff from three economics / business guys — one from Stanford, one from Harvard and one from London School of Economics (the entire thing sounds like the beginning of a joke, right?) — about decentralized authority structures and… Continue Reading
Answer for me personally? Female. I’ve had both, and I think females are easier to deal with. There’s a tendency towards wanting to be Type-A / alpha among a lot of guys, especially when they become managers. That might explain… Continue Reading
The link text for this article on Slate — essentially about the possibility of technology replacing a lot of human jobs, which has been a concern for a decade or more at this point — is: “Technology is getting smarter. Humans aren’t.”… Continue Reading
Here’s a new article in Harvard Business Review. It makes many of the same points that others in the workday-optimization space have made, but this nugget is interesting: People and organizations looking for brave new ideas or significant critical thinking need… Continue Reading
You can make a fairly compelling argument that “privacy” is the issue of the moment in some ways. Everyone’s concerned about how much information is out there about all of us via Google and Facebook and credit card purchases and… Continue Reading
I’ve been seeing a lot of Kennedy stuff on the news recently — RFK Jr. married Cheryl Hines (RIP Suburburgatory) this weekend with a bunch of mostly-famous people around, the Michael Skakel case is still in the news, and there… Continue Reading
As you can see above, turkeys in New Hampshire get fed beer for flavor purposes. Nice. This should now surprise no one, because New Hampshire drinks more than basically anywhere else in the United States. For beer, it’s 40.8 gallons… Continue Reading