Originally published at DogWalkBlog
I received an email from Charlie Moran yesterday, stating that my blog was just not good enough for them to care about at AdAge. Here is his email.
Thanks for submitting your blog to the Power 150. Unfortunately, because of high demand, we can only accept applicants who score at least 20 total objective points, that is, before a Todd Score is added into your total. Here is your point breakdown:
Yahoo InLinks (1 to 30): 1
Technorati Ranking (1 to 20): 1
Technorati Authority (1 to 20): 1
Technorati InLinks (1 to 20): 1
Alexa Points (1 to 15): 2
Bloglines Subscribers (1 to 10): 1
Google PageRank (0 to 10): 4
Collective Intellect (0 to 10): 0
You are welcome to resubmit your blog once you’ve built up some more links and influence, although we ask that you wait at least three months before doing so. Hopefully, you’ll make it in next time, and, if not, there’s no limit to the amount of times you can reapply, as long as they’re three months apart.
If you have any questions about this policy, please check out my blog post about it and/or drop me an email, and I’ll be glad to help.
It is hard to argue about the in-coming links and Technorati stuff, even though I have been blogging here since 2005. See the first blog, started appropriately enough, with an end.
But, to score a 0 on Collective Intellect? Why doesn’t Mr. Moran just take a big ol’ bag of salt and just start pouring. Then, after that, he just wind up and take a big kick to my ribs.
What Mr. Moran missed when he rejected my blog was a chance to connect with a user of the marketing technology, not just a prophet of the technology whose use of the technology feeds into the validation of the prophesy. What Mr. Moran missed was that even small dogs can be big. What Mr. Moran missed was that he was just as guilty of using “big media” metrics to rank the “new media” as the new media guys rail against. Interestingly ironic.
Seems the more things change, the more they stay the same. As more people are joining the social media movement, there seem to be just as many who work double-time to keep them out. Very much like a high school clique.
And worth every minute they spend with me, for which I am unconditionally grateful as only a puppy can be.