Change is sometimes a melting ice pack, a lonely polar bear watching the warm water slowly
ring the death knell. The equilibrium shifts oh-so-slowly, a drizzle of honey from the jar to start, then tip a little further-a stream-a little further-a deluge.
If you owned a newspaper 5 years ago, chances are you ignored the rising tide, waiting for the wavelets to stop wetting your pricey wing-tips. Today, if you are breathing, the water is at your chin.
The other kind of change hits like an earthquake. If you were unfortunate enough to wake up last Wednesday in Port-au-Prince, the reality of change was no drizzle.
I happened to have a front row seat to witness the tide roll over a newspaper company, and dear reader, let me tell you it was not pretty. The image of proud men drowning-having pushed the life raft away again and again-brings no pleasure. Hopefully, though, it brings clarity, and enough wisdom to know that it never HAS TO HAPPEN. You can die--or you can change.
Real fast!
Technology begat the computer begat the internet begat e-content begat the kindle begat the tablet.
Capitalism begat technology begat the computer begat the internet begat portable hardware.
Remember this: predatory capitalism entwined with technology has made assumptions moot, old rules obsolete.
Simply: Premium content + a tablet in your backpack = money and opportunity. Embrace now and swim.
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