Monday, March 20, 2006

Times Select Op-Ed Intimacy Series, Part II.

First, we were asked to share our innermost thoughts with Thomas L. Friedman. Now, the New York Times invites us to cuddle with iconoclastic Op-Ed columnist Frank Rich. He is quite the snuggle bunny—you could certainly do a lot worse for your 50 buck "Relationship Upgrade." Oh Frankie angel, how many inches is your column this week?
Next Week: Spoon Maureen Dowd.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"saucy"

1:09 PM  
Blogger David said...

If by "Spoon" you mean "Dirty Sanchez," I'm in.

3:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

$50 a year? What's the big deal? The Old Gray Bag rips me off for a buck a day and $4 on Sundays, so the $50 looks pretty cheap.

We all know the "content providers" are shitting themselves because they're not sure how to handle the internet and the whole convergence of high speed wi-fi, 3G, cheap memory and VOIP. Shit, Skype is already launching its cell phone service next month. Free global cell phone service!

Stated differently: Wouldn't you, Copyranter, charge $2, $10 or $100 per month per reader, if enough of us mopes ante'd up?

Now don't try to bullshit us!

10:03 PM  
Blogger copyranter said...

Anon, I do this because it's fun. Only reason. I'm not looking to make money off it, I am not looking for an undervalued book deal. Plus, you're forgetting 2 points: one, the Times asks for and gets ridiculously high and overvalued rates for advertising (believe me, I know). Two, I already have free access to Rich and the rest of the Op-Eders through letters to the editor and email. That's as close as anyone should need to get.

8:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A few points.

Just because something is fun it doesn't mean you must do it for free. Are you really suggesting that if you were offered $500K for this blog, you wouldn't take it? Why not? Should Derek Jeter not accept $18M per year because he LOVES playing baseball second only to banging teenage hotties?

BTW: The only one delusional enough to mention a book deal of ANY kind is YOU! Why would anyone except your immediate family want to buy whatever you attempt to publish?

Moving on. If you 'know' so much about the built-in overage in NYT ad rates, why not make a killing by haggling them down on behalf of all the 'stupid' advertisers that seem willing to pony up the dough. Also, why does the NYT's ability to command a premium for ads mean they must give away their content for free over the internet? What does one have to do with the other? I think that underlines why you're a copywriter and not in biz dev. Try building a business some day, Stretch. Then offer your opinions.

Finally, what does YOUR free access to what you categorize as 'worthy' content have to do with the rest of us?

How smug can you get?

You may be clever at times, but you seem like a real asshole. think about it... you're on a blog writing about phantom book deals and your ability to negotiate NYT ad rates while the UPS guy is coming on your ex-wife's tits. Hmmm...

11:43 PM  
Blogger copyranter said...

it wasn't my ex-wife's tits. it was an ex-girlfriend's.

you seem really perturbed by me, while I am really bored by you. here's a real simple solution to both our problems: don't read this blog.

6:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ooooh... When big ol' Copyranter can't come back with a snappy, downtown-hispter quip he says, "Go away... You're hurting my feelings. Wahhh! Wahhh!"

'Problem?' The only one with a problem is YOU. And that problem is enduring, unending, unyielding mediocrity... in your blog, in your ad work, and - based on your girlfriend's reaction - in the sack.

What a mope.

9:45 PM  
Blogger copyranter said...

(sigh) you're right. you win.

10:46 PM  

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