Radio Flyer's little red wagon rolls on
Re-branding implies a colossal amount of time, effort and risk for uncertain results, but look how easy Radio Flyer is making it look:
Re-branding implies a colossal amount of time, effort and risk for uncertain results, but look how easy Radio Flyer is making it look:
As a journalist, you know you’ve arrived when the Pulitzer Committee comes knocking. Online journalism has arrived. The Pulitzer Committee is now accepting submissions from online-only publications, ending print’s decades-old monopoly on America’s most prestigious journalism award. Welcome to the big leagues, Salon.com, et al. This puts you on the same level as the New York Times and Washington Post.
Scott Kirsner, the popular columnist and contributing writer to Variety, Business Week, The Boston Globe, New York Times and Wired, was in town last night talking up his new book “Inventing the Movies: Hollywood's Epic Battle Between Innovation and the Status Quo, from Thomas Edison to Steve Jobs” The packed event held at the Portsmouth Public Library was sponsored by Borealis Ventures and the NH High Technology Council.
Did you know people couldn’t envision a day when movies with sound would be preferred over silent motion pictures? Amazing. Irving Thalberg, an MGM executive said “Sound is a passing fancy, it won’t last.” It wasn’t until popular vaudevillian Al Jolsen starred in “The Jazz Singer” in 1927 that people could finally envision a different reality. There was no looking back.
Sometimes you have to forge the right kind of alliances.
The Big Three automakers’ first congressional appearance was the Sistine Chapel ceiling of public “gotchas,” a magnum opus in nose tweaking and point scoring. There sat the GM, Ford and Chrysler bigfeet, asking the congressional panel for a multi-billion dollar bailout while they fumbled question after question about their travel fetishes and salaries. The longer I watched, the more the hearing turned into a Warner Brothers cartoon in my mind. The congressmen, in the Bugs Bunny role, kept handing sticks of Acme dynamite to Messrs Waggoner, Mulally and Nardelli. The execs accepted them, fuses sizzling, and looked just as crestfallen as the Tasmanian Devil and Wile E. Coyote when the TNT actually exploded in their faces.