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Ken Auletta on Google: The End of the World As We Know It

How is new media changing journalism? What are the fundamental differences between Facebook, Google and Microsoft? What was Bill Gates’s biggest fear?

Learn these and more in my Storify of this evening’s USC Visions & Voices event featuring Ken Auletta, author of Google: The End of the World As We Know It.

Facebook statuses become the news

Facebook statuses become the news

Facebook is a great tool for sharing news, whether it’s via sharing an article or posting a status update. In the past few days, however, I’ve seen instances where the status updates ARE the news.

In today’s Pasadena Star News, Frank Girardot shares recent status updates from area politicians. These include:

  • “At Gov’s budget briefing. Convinced ‘pay go’ budget is the way to go.” (State Assemblyman Anthony Portantino)
  • “It’s time to end part of our immigration nightmare by passing the DREAM Act!” (Rep. Judy Chu)

These carefully crafted updates aren’t as personal as many that we see rushing through our news feeds, but they’re a great way for politicians to succinctly communicate a position or to rally supporters. Celebrities are also using Facebook to  craft a specific public image.

A series of Facebook statuses can tell a compelling story. The honest, unscripted postings of one family are the subject of “A Facebook story: A mother’s joy and a family’s sorrow” in Thursday’s Washington Post. By selecting which updates and comments of a woman’s wall to include, and adding editorial comments that provide background information about certain people and circumstances, the Post tells such a moving story that I was moved to tears by the end. Here’s a screenshot of part of the story:

My Facebook wall doesn’t tell my whole story. I’m careful that what I post doesn’t violate the privacy of close family and friends, and I am careful not to let momentary frustrations become part of the permanent record. Even so, my Facebook wall (and this blog) are as close to an autobiography as I’ll ever have. Maybe some day my grandchildren will care to read it.


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