Felix Salmon, April, on his surprising new job: But the core of what I do at Fusion will be post-text. Text has had an amazing run, online, not least because it’s easy and cheap to produce. When it comes to digital storytelling, however, the possibilities — at least if you have the kind of resources that Fusion has — are much, much greater.
People batted around that "post-text" line for a while, made their jokes, and forgot. Now, today: My first #post-text project for Fusion: Bad Paper, a game which should help people understand the world of debt collections in a fun, immersive way.
Bad Paper is a choose-your-own-adventure-style game, turning what [...]
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"'The whole idea of a signboard is to get people to stop, without being overtly crass,' said Brian Peck, manager of the Meatball Shop in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, whose own sign read 'Spring For Our Balls' on Wednesday."
“Jesus is an awesome guy. When Pontius Pilate said: ‘They say you’re the son of God. If you’re the son of God tell me.’ Jesus was like: ‘I know who I am, bitch.’”
"The problem with Bourbon is you have a bunch of these new clubs and they’re not the essence of the city. They got jam bands and they’re just blasting music. At least in the ’80s you still had classy joints."
"I think everybody knew how prescient the film was even then. It really kind of predicted, to some extent, in a much more intelligent and sophisticated way, where we were heading culturally, and how much people would do to garner fame. Even Rupert Pupkin, in his own demented way, at least had some sort of craft. He had written material and wanted to be a stand-up, even though he really wasn’t that funny. As opposed to now, where people will, as themselves, get to have shows by just being whoever they are: basically obnoxious drunks, whores, and miscreants." —[...]