New Ether Wednesday, Dec 5 2007 

Two days ago, we kicked off our PPC campaign. We had been talking about it for a month. Like all significant events, there is a right time to do it. A few days ago, we felt that time had come.

PPC stands for Pay Per Click, an ingenious invention perfected by Google. The rough idea is that you create an account wit Google Adwords, set an advertising budget, write one or a series of ads in three lines, and create a keyword database that best matches the products or services you market. Google places the ads on its search engine and those of its partners, as well as the so-called content websites subscribed to Google’s other advertisement program, AdSense. Whenever a potential customer clicks the ad to our site, we pay Google a fee. The art of the Google AdWords is to place bids to achieve the right ad placement so that the clicks and cost per click reach an optimum.

To create a three-line ad and the associated keyword database was a fun task, but what is more addictive is to see the traffic from the unknown reaches of the Internet, from total strangers sitting in front of their computer, having some faint idea of need, whizzing past our site, much like the days when I drove through the desert of American South. Once in a while a billboard popped out beside the highway. I cast a nonchalant eye on the ad, more drawn to the model than to the product . The car moved too fast for me to remember anything about the ad after a few seconds, except the sensation that I was moving.

Internet commerce is here to stay. We got into it convinced that if it is not the future, it is at least a gate through which future must pass. We would like to think that we are the gatekeeper of future, but would be content if we were just toll collectors.

We would be ecstatic if we make a lot of money through our venture. But if we do not make a penny, we will be happy in other ways. It is the process of learning, of challenging ourselves, of taking risks, that has foreordained that this is going to be a fun ride.

There is no guarantee in life. Especially if what you aim to achieve depends on the “kindness of strangers.” When all is quiet and I can afford a moment of reflection – a luxury that is getting from “exclusive” to “elusive”, my thought revolves around this notion of the new ether. In the early 20th century, ether was believed by many to be the invisible glue that holds space-time together. Einstein’s relativity shot that notion down. The analogy to the Internet is obvious, and being a subjective allusion, cannot be debunked, either by a genius or by a fool.

Our PPC is going well. The feeling is faintly reminiscent of watching one’s children grow, but at a much accelerated pace. The ads start to show on the internet within a minute. Within ten minutes, trickles of traffic. Within a hour, a torrent.

Within a lifetime? A new ether that binds our new reality. Somewhere in this reality there is a gate. Unlike the billboard along the highway, at the toll booth, one pays for the beautiful journey ahead.

Four Reasons Monday, Dec 3 2007 

Nature has four seasons. All things natural must therefore have four reasons. Here are ours — why we think we can be among the fasion vanguard by being fashionably late.

The first reason is personal. Greta has had an ethereal attachment to fashion since her childhood. Fashion holds part of the meaing for her life. For me, she is the whole meaning of my life. So that is the reason of spring – la raison de printemp.

The second reason is “gymnastic” which I touched on yesterday. It is worthwhile because it is hard. All easy paths point downward. Taking them for too long or too far, it is a descent to Hell. So that is the reason of summer – la raison d’ete.

The third reason is artistic. Greta and I both love arts. She is an excellent amateur painter, whereas I, other than self-supervised dabble in Chinese calligrapghy and sketches when young, am more deft in moving words on paper, like a chess master moves his pawns. Those who do not know me well know me as a talented writer. That my birth place is China adds to people’s amazement about this skill. Yet, I am not polymathic or polyvalent — there are things I cannot do at all, such as music, such as dancing. So for a long time, I value performing artist as practicing the highest and most difficult form of arts, as all is live; margin of error is small; environment is not perfect; and emotional connection with the audience can be tenuous and must be maintained while the drama is in motion… Lately, this view has changed. I now think fashion is the most difficult and hence most enthralling form of arts. After all, performing arts are executed by professionals — training and familiarity makes what seems to laypeople as Herculean blase to the pro. Fashion is different. The actor – the consumer of high fashion – is an amateur. She comes in all shapes, sizes, tastes, and idiosyncracies. To design and make something that expresses and accentuates her beauty is a challenge from which even Hercules would shy away. No one has fancies Hercules as a fashion designer, for good reason, because the art is too subtle even for Socrates’s sophistry. So that is the reason of autumn – la raison d’automne.

Then there is the fourth reason, the cold, hard business case. Getting into a business where thousands strive for success, where no stone remains unturned, seems foolhardy. But, as in all insanity, there is method to the madness. Fashion predates almost all other industries we are familiar with today. Before man doned clothes, he wore primitive jewelry to decorate himself. Therefore it is not going to be the typewriter; it is not going to be the VCR, certainly not going to be the true faddish New Coke. It is enduring, despite the many faces; every new birth is a potential customer. From a macroeconomic point of view, the fashion industry is one of the closest modern-day approximations of free market. There are famous brands, but there is no monopoly or oligarchy. If getting into fashion seems irrational, compare that to the proposition of starting a car manufacturing business, a software business for operating systems for PCs. Although Gucci and Prada are famous, they are not as powerful as Toyota and Microsoft. The sling shot of David has a chance against the club-wielding Goliath in a free market. David would have no chance against the affable Bill Gates. Voila, the reason of winter – la raison d’hiver. Despite the many thousands who toil, the creative can still win.

If a scientist is a slave of reason, four of them liberate him to be his own master.