Recruitopian Footnotes [July 9, 2009]
- 30-seconds in blogging is all it takes, to post that is. Like the author says: “It’s not what you say but how you present it.” So true.
- What is the difference between an essay and a blog post? Well, it ain’t thirty seconds, ducky!
- And I quote: “A recruiter is a consultant…To get in bed with your client put on your consultative head.” Whatever happened to nurses in suspenders?
Recruitopian Footnotes [July 8, 2009]
- John Sumser under the influence?…Shocking but true
- Has Glen Cathey gone native? OMG, we’ve lost him…Dancing with wolves
- This blogger gets the pink Caddie for raising the bar…Lisa Kaye, we salute you!
- To SEO or not to SEO? That is the question.
John Sumser’s controversial post Digging Into RecruitingBlogs.com v2.08: The Death of Sourcing has has inspired a great debate about the state of our industry and the area of specialization we call “Sourcing.”
John suggests that “Former sourcing luminaries will be familiarizing themselves with the alarm on the French fry machine and the relative difference between Rare, Medium and Well done.”
Oh, dear.
Continue reading ‘The Unknown Cybersleuth’
I have long maintained RPO should stand for recruitment problem outsourcing and not recruitment process outsourcing, a dopey term if ever I heard one.
I have been involved with RPO companies large and small in various capacities over the years. I can say with the confidence of an insider that in the main, they or no less dysfunctional, inept, devoid of imagination and generally wattless than the clients who they purport to transcend.
No two employers are alike. They are all different by virtue of their size, orientation, positioning, culture, experience, leadership, workforce and yada-yada-yada.
Continue reading ‘Who is Running the Nut House While We Vacation at the Asylum, Darling?’
I have been on a quest to find a search engine that will know what I’m looking for without me ever having to input a search term, let alone search strings, symbols or syntax. No, not natural language but something even less tiresome…brain waves perhaps.
More than that, I want the aggregated results to be served in context, arranged in folders by media and domain, sorted by date and relevancy, cross referenced to each other, color coded and appropriately tagged. Peer reviews would be nice.
Continue reading ‘The Sirens of Search’
Remember the Sabbath Day and keep it holy…
Google! Google! The end is nigh, the end is nigh! Prepare to meet thy Maker. Can I get an Amen, [Big] Brother?
Sat 31 Jan 10:25 via web
Hey, y’all. Do you get this when you run a Google search: “This site may harm your computer?” Or am I doomed…
Sat 31 Jan 10:28 via web
I can Google! I can Google! Yes, People, there is a God! Can I get another ‘Amen’ Brother? Halla-freakin’-lujah!
Sat 31 Jan 10:42 via web
Sorry, God. I couldn’t resist.
It seems the politicos at The Society for Human Resource Management (SHRM) have teamed up with JobTarget marketeers and are set to publish a 2009 Job Board Savings Book.
Apparently, you can use the coupons at over 1,000 niche, diversity and regional job boards that are slashing up to half the price on their job postings, all to help make the world go round. Think of it as cross between an economic stimulus package and a licked-to-go Green Shield Stamps program.
In times of economic collapse it is only natural that the industry’s leadership should bandy together and step up to the plate. Rewarding good behavior [buying postings] and facilitating commerce [direct marketing] is not a bad thing. To the contrary, it is a good thing. And programs like this are quintessentially American, aren’t they?
Continue reading ‘Stack ‘em High and Sell ‘em Cheap…Job Postings That Is’
A year is not a very long time in the overall scheme of things. Online, time seems to be compressed in ways that defy imagination. We measure our time and attention span in the language of machines. We live at such a frenetic pace that rarely do we stop to pause and reflect.
Change happens in front of our very eyes but we often miss it. In so doing we miss out on developing a level of appreciation of things that should come as part of the pay-off. Somewhere in the over abundance of social media, participation, micro-blogging and chat we’re short-changing ourselves. It’s not sustainable.
Continue reading ‘John Sumser in the Fullness of Time’
Before I go off ranting, in the interests of full disclosure, I have been in cahoots with Net evangelist Michael Marlatt since our first conversations about cahootin’ this year at SourceCon. Our chats since have covered topics as diverse as data portability, gizmos and gadgets and supernumerary nipples.
I am also part of Michael’s reverse brain drain on CloudRecruiting.net and couldn’t be more flattered to have my name in lights with the likes of his other Think Tank members — Amybeth Hale, Dan Harris, Eric Jaquith, Geoff Peterson, Jeremy Langhans, Jim Stroud, Josh Kahn, Leslie O’Connor, Rithesh Nair, Suzy Tonini, and Tim O’Connor. I cannot say how they feel about being similarly associated with me but three out of the eleven follow me on Twitter. That say’s something doesn’t it?
Continue reading ‘Cloud Recruiting, Cloud Computing, and a Rant in Time for Christmas’
Some time ago my wife was suffering from a persistent abdominal pain. A kind neighbor who learned that medical science had failed us for years came over to lay hands on my missus and pray with the family.
Our apostolic neighbor got to work and in no time was possessed. She began uttering some unknown prayer that was only coherent to God and herself.
While it seemed quite possible that everyone else in the room was being transported to a higher place, I found myself being teleported to the Appalachian foothills where one imagines spirits of a different sort give voice to an equally unintelligible, if not distilled, form of incantation.
Somehow, in my befuddled Hebraic interpretation of what was going on I confused the “charismatic church” with the “charismatic me” and foolishly decided to apply the lessons of the day to some healing of my own.
Without going in to the pathetic details of my amorous overtures — or my completely missing the point with the snake metaphor — suffice it to say, getting lickered up, and my own very clumsy “laying on of hands,” resulted in my waking up the next day with a thick head and a lip to match. Go figure.
Continue reading ‘Speaking in Tongues’
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