I like to follow a link and find something fresh there that looks and feels like a discovery. I clicked into such a world this morning, when I followed a link to the daily (ad) biz.
The anonymous writer of this blog doesn’t like New York people, the Yankees, Yankees fans or men with earrings, but he did move to Manhattan (mainly because neither Crispin nor Wieden would hire him).
He writes funny posts about things like drinking away a hangover with “the pretty AE” that he has a crush on. He also shows some fangs when he describes his clueless boss.
I just received an email from Bozo the Clown, aka the lead CD at my agency, asking about an article he just read (which is surprising as I was fairly certain that he couldn’t read) in which the searchability of Flash was discussed. His email asked why that concern hadn’t been raised about the build-out of our agency website.
Well, douche, it had been. Just last week. When you were pretending to listen to me talk while really looking at porn.
He also endeavors to make a case against Y&R, pretty much just for the hell of it.
There are lots of reasons to hate Y&R, from their decades of crappy work for good clients, to the attitude of each and every member of their organization, to the pathetic obsequiousness with which employees treat their stuck up, no talent, ass clown ECDs.
I will add that every blogger must hate one big ad agency with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns and it didn’t seem like Y&R was taken.
To which I might add the rhetorical question, “Isn’t there enough hate in the world?” Of course there is, but it’s fun to spit vitriol on “the man’s” shoe.