Sacramento, the sacred, San Francisco, the profane. Or substitute Santa Clara, Mountain View, whatever.
Sacramento has few tech companies that you have heard of, anyway. That's because what goes in the valley, behind the funding, the side deals, the dirty deeds, is profane. Just like a David Lynch film title, town monikers such as Sunnyvale, conjure a veil of hidden evil. Sand Hill Road, envisions a den of vipers hiding in the obviously gritty substance.
The Bay Area will garner fame yet again for the redundant capital placed in YAVSS and YASN. Yet Another Video Sharing Site and Yet Another Social Network will be our legacy for this upcoming foul year of our lord 2008.
The vortex of financial woes in the larger economy, which thankfully shall not be repeated here, will extend inexorably toward the cherished technology forges of Silicon Valley and the Bay Area tech shops, crammed full of 'Silicon Valley Undertakers'; men and, increasingly women who have developed a serial reputation of raising, burning, and selling off half started technology properties, many of the last round, clones of YAVSS, and YASN.
So Sacramento may have an exalted name and no tech credentials, but the Silicon Valley is unholy altogether in it's capitalization practices of late.
It sometimes happens that vertical markets with proven business models in the old economy, primed to take advantage of Web 2.0 technologies that have languished in consumer ventures, are slapped down but good by those who should know better. These smaller, saner markets deserve a hearing, but are often shut out by the noise of the YAVSS and YASN. The unholy gatekeepers: the VC partners. The blood of the valley will ultimately be on their hands by way of closing every avenue to some of the sanest blue-collar mobile ventures.
And, no, I'm not just speaking of ThruDispatch, my errant venture. I'm speaking of tales of woe gleaned from entrepreneurs with much better credentials and curriculum vitae than myself.
This article shall be extended when I cool down.