May « 2014 « Robin Writes

Today, the ax fell. Helium.com, or Helium Publishing, or Helium Networks, whatever you want to call it, announced today that all sites would be closed down in December this year.

Well. I’d still like to get the fifteen bucks they owe me. Ha.

I started writing for them, a content site in case you didn’t know, back in 2008. I made some money. And then I made more. I became a sub-channel manager, then a channel manager—of course, over the years the titles have changed—and I was on the editorial board.

And then things started to change.

As a channel manager, I was given a list of things to do and I did them well—finding sub managers, mentoring writers, placing content and starting new channels, managing those managers and creating pages and of course, my own content. Unfortunately, even before some genius decided to split titles—you know, changing them into every possible search string configuration so we had perhaps ten articles per title, except that there were four or five titles that were almost exactly the same—things in the management area were getting a little crazy.

They’d give us a job, say, to weed out the silly stuff, and we’d spend hours and days making title lists—and nothing ever came of it. Talk about “busy work.” And always, always, we were told to “be sure to make time for your own writing!”

Except there wasn’t time for that—and this was a volunteer position!

So I finally got disgusted, along about 2011, and resigned. I kept writing, on and off, and I still collected some cash, but all the heart had gone out of me. And then I stopped writing there, too.

You see, we used to have contests, fair ones, with prizes from $25 on up; when things started going south, the “prizes” dropped to maybe $5. Maybe. We used to be able to submit to other sites, magazines and such, and get paid up to $100 or more; no longer—pay for these dropped to, again, $5.

Now, I could whip out one of their “articles” in about 30 minutes, and you might be thinking that $10 an hour isn’t too bad. But—on other sites, I was making five times that much! And then I started publishing books—my own, that is, in 2012.

The politics of Helium were horrible; the arbitrary changes were worse. Most of the friends I’d made over the years were as appalled as I and we defected in fairly large numbers. But there were always others, newbies, to take our places. And there were the cheerleaders, the ones who stuck with Helium, defending her to their dying breaths . . . because that’s where they’re ending up, dying right along with the website that did little, the last few years, but screw with writers trying to earn a living.

Helium offered every possible excuse as to why revenue was down, yet they refused to allow anyone to remove articles. Well, mostly. I mean, I did go back and write one more, late in 2013, that addressed the sneaky changes to the TOS and slammed all content mills—which Helium had become, certainly.

They deleted that one. Oops.

Anyway, so long, farewell, auf weidersehen, goodbye!

Helium, you had a good thing going, and you blew it. You cheated all your writers, but most of the good ones left—those that remained couldn’t carry the site when you let in all the crap producers who would work for pennies. And when you kept changing things for the worse, and hiring people without a single clue among them, you shot yourself in the foot.

I hope RR Donnelly is really proud of its investment now. And I hope they choke on my articles.

Yeah, I smoke. I’d tell you how long I’ve been doing it, but in this day and age when we’re supposed to be tolerant of EVERYTHING ELSE, I’d probably just precipitate a long comments section of lectures.

Last Thursday, I bought an e-cig starter kit—the idea is that it delivers nicotine but not the rest of the crap in regular cigarettes. Water vapor, no secondhand smoke, etc., etc. I started using it Friday afternoon, after charging, and have so far, by alternating, cut my cigarette consumption in half. Not bad.

Except.

There’s a definite learning curve here—who knew? And I’m likely getting even less nicotine during this trial period, since I’m not very good at this new method. Anyway, the less nicotine, the less I’ll want it. Theoretically. Like I said, I’ve been doing this a while . . .

Someone pointed out a little factoid this morning: what happens when SHTF and we can’t charge those e-cigs? Well, we’re already going to have to find ways to recharge other things, and there are plenty of options, so it shouldn’t be an issue. If you plan ahead, of course.

Now, I’m a little old school—or old, take your pick—and I haven’t lived my entire 50 years with the technology we use daily and often take for granted.

This is why I need to get with the program: charging your cigarette pack is just plain sci-fi space age stuff!

Let me think about this for a moment . . .

I’ve been using computers since 1989, although I didn’t own one until 1992. Can’t imagine NOT having one now. Car phones, too, have been around for a while; that’s what they were initially called, and they were plugged into and stayed in one’s vehicle. It was considered tres cool, believe it or not—I had one in, let’s see, 1995 at least. Pretty much haven’t been without one since.

Twenty years of technology—but an e-cig? Odd. Eventually, of course, all bad habits will disappear when SHTF. We’ll all be too busy surviving, or trying to.

Think about it—if you get any of today’s dread diseases and illnesses, you likely won’t survive them, just like our ancestors also didn’t make it through cancer, measles, even pneumonia. Guess you can look at it two ways, probably just as they did: either you enjoy what you have and don’t obsess over “health,” or worry yourself into an early grave anyway.

That’s kind of how I look at smoking, anyway. Over my lifetime so far, I’ve heard of dozens, if not hundreds, of “things that will kill you.” And some of those, depending on the year and the expert, were contradictory!

So do what you want, as long as it works for you, and of course, as long as you’re prepared to quit or carry on, one way or the other.