City-bred Communist Writers Better Smell the Funk

Ethan Switch - Friday, September 26, 2003 - 19:52:17 - print it raw

From the land of goons who brought the world miserable tourists who outstay their welcome and an unhealthy focus on tabloid press comes another street publication set to service the pavements and birdcages of Sydney and possibly Melbourne. Backed by Loudshout, Lifefunk are attempting to set themselves up as the dominant source of lifestyle, fashion and entertainment in the cities they're attacking.

But they need writers and they're getting the sniff from the ground force all with the distinct promise of initially nothing but bylines. They want to deliver their status as the freshest and fastest and are signing up probationary writers to supply free content for their publication for at least a solid two months in order to drive advertising dollar while spending not a single red communist cent on the wages of the people who are expected to help bring in their readership. A readership that will be the driving figure in front of the advertisers. Writers who will write for nothing while a building the skeleton of the magazine.

At the end of the light are "paying jobs." Jobs which may not even exist.

Cannibalistic in nature, and like monkeys chained to a desk being burnt by cigarettes as a form of incentive to write the next big literary masterpiece, once a writer for the publication misses one assignment, they're gone and onto the next one.

If you've got a story with Lifefunk, good or bad (though bad would be better) let us know. It'd be interesting to see what actually goes down.

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