Facebook Running Anti-Google PR?
Sergey Brin, Rupert Murdoch, Steve Ballmer and Mark Zuckerberg are stood on the main street of a windswept desert town. The Good, The Bad, The Ugly and The Ginger, squinting at each other through drifting clouds of hot, red sand. A mournful lament plays on a flute and a rattlesnake shakes its song of death from under the boardwalk outside the saloon. At stake not so much a fistful of dollars as the whole goddamn internet. It’s a fight that’s getting dirtier by the day. Zuckerberg spits out his Juicy Fruit and glances from under his stetson at Brin. “My move”, he growls. Or kind of simpers, actually.



