I don't know if I was more shocked or offended by what I had read today in Bloodhound.com about the opinion of our community here in Active Rain. Basically what it boils down to is that our site is a joke and not worth a wooden nickle- which includes the community members. I myself have had wonderful contacts and have made some great friends, gotten some great referrals as well as helped my sellers sell their home and picked up new buyers- so c'mon Blood hound- what's wrong with Active Rain?
I have included the article so you may read it yourself and please feel free to express your opinion!
By:
Greg Swann,
BloodhoundRealty.com,
The Code of the West ain't some words on a page
You just naturally know it when you come of age
You eat when you're hungry, you drink when you're dry
You look every man in the eye
In the nineteenth century, rogue investors like Jay Gould and Big Jim Fisk would buy up parcels of land parallel to a successful railroad. They would lay some track and invite reporters in, regaling them with tales of the new railroad they planned to build in direct competition with the going concern. The owners of the competing railroad would panic, racing to put together a buy-out package that would get the rogues to sell out - at many multiples of their initial outlay. Did they ever intend to build anything? No one ever put them to the test.
It's the Code of the West when the boys talk of women
The Code of the West what you know you don't tell
The Code of the West a man soaps his own saddle
Brands his own cattle and some of his neighbor's as well
A century later on Wall Street, greenmailers like T. Boone Pickens would put together minor stakes in bloated corporations, then announce with great fanfare their intention to incite a proxy battle, thus to sell the company off piecemeal. The bloated boards of directors of the bloated corporations would race off to find a white knight investor, who would buy out the rogue investors at a handsome profit.
If you're buildin' fences then I ain't for hire
You get me for nothin' and I'll bring the wire
You patch up my windows, I'll plumb up your doors
If you scratch my back I'll scratch yours
In the world of Web 2.0, we have a similar scam, only by now the entrenched interest has the game figured out.
Let's say you and two college buddies have built a Web 2.0 "platform" - which is to say something stoopid, goofy and - at least temporarily - viral and sticky.
Why did you do this? To build a business? To set an example? To leave a legacy in the world of hi-tech commerce?
No.
You built it to sell it to Google for a huge profit.
You build the "platform." You have a secret beta that is the world's worst-kept secret. You launch to huge fanfare from TechCrunch, which exists solely to gush about stoopid, goofy start-ups.
People flock to your "platform" by the thousands, trading one of their many throwaway email addresses for your free service, which is actually worth quite a bit less than the asking price.
But, so what? You have millions of users overnight. Or millions of registrants, anyway. Your file servers would melt to slag if your "users" actually used your "platform."
But, so what? Stoopid, goofy, viral and sticky is the perfect Google-food. Or so you think.
And, sure enough, here comes the offer. Twelve million bucks split three ways is a lot of sports cars for pimple-faced nerds.
But here's an interesting question: What happens if you turn down the deal? Not enough money, or, god help you, you want to leave that legacy in the world of hi-tech commerce. What happens then?
Here's what: Google releases the clone of your "platform" that it has been reverse-engineering since it first got word of your start-up. Not only are you not worth $12 million to Google, you aren't worth a wooden nickel anywhere.
It's the Code of the West you must honor your neighbor
The Code of the West to your own self be true
The Code of the West you must do unto others
Do unto others before them others do it unto you
Tip your hat to the bloody stain on the pavement that used to be ActiveRain.
This is news, and you can read the just-the-facts of the story here(sorry, it's slipped behind the Inman irrelevance paywall). This is the Cliff's Notes: ActiveRain entered into a buyout agreement with Move, Inc., the corporation that essentially owns the National Association of Realtors and every milkable teat on that vast cash-cow. The deal was that ActiveRain would sell its multi-user blogging platform, along with all the bloggers and all their accumulated content. For this, Move, Inc., was to pay $30 million, a sum to which we will return. In the course of its due diligence, Move, Inc., discovered that it was overpaying for the asset (ya think?), and backed out. ActiveRain is suing Move, Inc., for $33 million, claiming that facts it disclosed as a part of the due diligence were used by Move, Inc., in the process of building its competing multi-user blogging platform.
In other words, ActiveRain got Googled by the second definition of that word, the one that didn't make the dictionaries.
Here's the funny part: Who besides Move, Inc., doesn't know that ActiveRain is a joke? They have almost 50,000 members. It says so right there at the top of the page. Of those, perhaps 5,000 show up as often as once a month. Maybe a thousand are active as frequently as once a week. The day-to-day traffic on the site - the actual content-generating user base - is maybe 500 people.
Do you suppose someone at Move, Inc., a notoriously stoopid company, might actually be able to divide $30,000,000 by 500 users? Is anyone - even Google - stoopid enough to pay $60,000 a user?
There's more. Move, Inc., probably wanted a consumer-focused blogging platform, which ActiveRain is not and will never be. They have since built their own weblogging platform at Realtor.com, but this is so inept that the owners of ActiveRain cannot plausibly complain that they were ripped off - or even reverse-engineered. As ugly as ActiveRain might be, visually, the system actually works, both technologically and as a sticky Web 2.0 platform. Neither of these things is true of Move, Inc.'s latest exercise in incompetence.
Active Rain has made its original complaint and Move, Inc.'s response available on-line (you can find those two files mirrored here), which tells us that it knows its legal case has no merit. Lawyers make outsized pleas about fairness when the law is against them. Surely any disclosures ActiveRain made to Move, Inc., were made pursuant to the terms of a strictly-detailed contract, and ActiveRain's owners know full well that they were trying to sell a very tiny pig and a very big poke. My take: They are shrieking that they wuz robbed first because they got caught, and second because, having been caught, they can't hope to snooker some other sucker.
Who'd a thunk that Move, Inc., could be smart enough to avoid getting hustled for a change? But: ActiveRain has been well and truly Googled in the most painfully public possible way.
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