All the pop psychology books say that you can't have a meaningful network of more than 150 people. Beyond that it is more like a customer database or a fan club.
So I'm suggesting that RBC try having a formal policy of 150 friends per member. It would be the social network version of Twitter.
This would give RBC a chance to institute the kind of trusted network policy that Jobster and LinkedIn have tried to introduce and failed.
It might work because there is little value in having a lot of friends on RBC. Anyone can connect with anyone directly and who wants to receive the kind of mass junk mail we now get on RBC (eg new years greetings from people we don't know).
I have over 800 friends and I would be willing to defriend those with whom I have no ongoing relationship.
So I urge JD to invite all members to come forward and throw their friend lists on the bonfire -- just like Beatle records in 1966 -- and run a bulldozer over them and then start anew.
Let's start 2009 with a real revolution on Recruitingblogs.com. Bring Limited Networks to RBC!
Recruiting Animal: Slouch how come you weren't a featured member? You used to run the Fordyce Letter site.
Slouch: Animal, you are not funny on your site and you are not funny here. While it is true I set this particular Ning site up I have done no work to make it like it is.
Recruiting Animal: You were snubbed JD, face it.
Elaine Rigoli: Saw your "done no work to make it like it is" comment - ouch! Hope we can share the road peacefully? I hope? Looking forward to learning, sharing, and networking in the future for all the best reasons.
JD: Animal, hey, how are you? Animal: Fine, JD. JD: I hear you wrote something funny. Animal: What was that, JD? JD: Don't bluff me, Animal. I know all about it. Animal: About what, JD? JD: I gave Bull Doza some shares in Rbc and you wrote something, didn't you? Animal: I did, JD. JD: I want to see it. Animal: No, I'm not going to publish. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. JD: Since when? Animal: I'm not going to show you, JD. JD: Well, what's it about? Animal: A rumour. JD: What rumour? Animal: That Bull Doza owns Rbc. JD: Are you kidding? That's crazy! Animal: He brought in thousands of people. There must have been a reason. JD: He's just a nice guy. Animal: Yeah, right. He's a recruiter JD. I wouldn't have done it if there wasn't something big in it for me. JD: Well, you're self-centred. I run Rbc! Animal: I heard you're the front man. You know, like the greeter at a GAP store. JD: I'm no greeter! I'm the brains! Animal: JD, please. I'm no dummy. JD: Who fed you this nonsense? Animal: A little birdie. JD: With an English accent? Animal: Maybe.... JD. JD. Are you there, JD? (hangs up then dials the phone) Don JGo? Animal. Mission accomplished. Where's my money? JGo: Listen, would you take shares in Baconsalt? They're going to be worth a fortune. Animal: Like the shares in Jobster? Cashola, baby.