Ever since residing in the Middle East in the early 90's and reading, (via Netscape's beautiful dialled-up ship), my free uncensored news services, rather than paying the equivalent of £4 for the yellowed remains of a 2 days-old heavily censored copy of The Times, I have wondered at the economics behind the free service.
What are we paying for in our newspapers and magazines? Printing, yes, distribution, certainly, but primarily words. Words, beautifully arranged, carefully crafted and usually correctly spelt on topics that are relevant and resonant. Good writing remains a balm to modern living and any number of blogs, as I am demonstrating, does not amount to what we like to refer to as 'content'.
Sure I can knock out 500 words like anyone else on any topic you wish me to fill up your server farm with. I can also probably attempt to re-paint the Mona Lisa, belt out a couple of sestina's and have a fair stab at designing a dress, a pair of shoes or a policeman's helmet. All with equal ability and success. Would anyone pay for this 'service'? No, clearly not (though I remain hopeful re the sestina's).
The fundamental question is do we value content to the extent we are prepared to pay for it, in exactly the same way we are prepared to pay for music or films?
My ex-employer and reason for my early Semitic sojourn, Lord Saatchi, goes further. In his reaction to the digital revolution he suggests that all brands can be distilled into words, or usually a single word (see www.onewordequity.com). Quite how this is achieved, presumably involves large TV ad campaigns and glossy magazine layouts. However, the point is words are still of primary importance and value.
If you believe I am talking nonsense, I set you a challenge: I defy any of my webbed-up tech savvy blog-heads to publish an article of reasonable length in any national newspaper of merit. If successful I will eat my metaphorical hat.