Tonight I had the option of going to see the Stone Temple Pilots or Arianna Huffington. I picked @AriannaHuff.
This, of course, must mean one thing: I'm getting old.
Make no mistake, I love STP. (Interstate Love Song? Hellooooo!) Still, I love the Huffington Post more.
Granted, HuffPo has its flaws: There's virtually no quality control (anyone can post articles to the site, and there's no fact-checking or vetting of writers), most authors aren't paid for their work, and the political slant is obvious. (In all honesty, I kind of appreciate that last point. Why pretend to be unbiased? Be honest, already. It's not like we can't tell.) Still, after six years of business, the Internet's first real online newspaper continues to grow its solid readership and (despite the previously stated shortcomings) it boasts a stable of high-profile contributors who don't need to make a living through writing: Hillary Clinton, Michael Moore, Madonna, Barack Obama, Kenneth Cole, Donatella Versace, Bill Maher, and Larry David have all joined in.
When the Grecian goddess/media mogul addressed Friday's invite-only crowd, she trumpeted the benefits of getting 8 hours of sleep, and the importance of unplugging from technology before sitting down with Netflix CEO Reed Hastings for an on-stage interview.
Ms. Huff was a charming, funny and lively interviewer, and Hastings—Fortune's Businessperson of the Year--was a gracious guest. He told onlookers that he planned to use the wealth he is currently amassing to improve the country's schools, and that he thanks the heavens each end every morning for having access to clean water.
It was the perfect night: Dinner and the movie guy, hosted by Huffington. And as I took it in, I was increasingly happy with my decision. I'm glad I passed on seeing STP at BlackBerry's CES party, even though my friends did say it was awesome.
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