This past weekend, while walking down the street near Union Square, I saw two homeless gentlemen. What was terribly interesting was that both of the men I saw were completely absorbed with their cell phones.
This is what an American analog of the Royal Wedding might look like 200 years down the line.
If becoming more human, as a brand, brings with it the social conventions of day-to-day human interactions, what does that mean for business?
CES is about companies offering a simple promise for a better tomorrow with the help of technology.
(The post was inspired by and appears after this poem written by Liu Xiaobo, the 2010 Nobel Peace Prize Laureate)
Halloween is the great culture thermometer. The litmus test of, in the grand scheme of things, what matters and what doesn’t.
This could just have easily be written today, but it wasn’t. It was written over two millenia ago. It just goes to show that, while the context has shifted, the same ideas plague us now as they did during the ancient Roman Empire.
Am I a Hipster? This was never anything I considered prior to moving to New York. I was a guy— that’s an easy one. I was educated— or at least I went to school. I was young— my lack of facial hair makes this exceedingly apparent. However, since moving to New York it seems I’ve been lumped into a group, one that doesn’t seem to carry any positive benefit, the Hipsters.
I know we were complete strangers, and I know I was completely irrelevant, but these were VERY juicy details. Harlequin love novel details. Make sailors blush type of details.