Filed under: Business Trends
There are numerous reasons why a sponsor might cap their galleries.
First let me explain my jargon, by cap i mean of course bandwidth capping. Not in any traditional sense of the word though. I mean in an affiliate program managers fucked up logic sort of a way. What happens when your gallery gets 300k hits a day but your tour yields fewer signups than the bandwidth costs?
Think like a sponsor.
You have options.
Depending on your situation they range from really fucked up to benign and possibly mutually beneficial.
You could
A: Redesign all your galleries to increase outclicks
B: Re-encode your movies to increase efficiency
C: Setup a script to 404 the galleries of your least productive affiliates
D: Setup a script to 404 your galleries randomly
E: Use your server software to limit the download rate of your galleries.
F: Build traffic leaks into your tour to compensate for poor ratios.
G: Build traffic leaks into your galleries.
The only acceptable answer to the dilema is A and/or B option F and G are totally crooked and options, E aint too bad as long as you dont get carried away, C – D are just the most fucked up things you could do to someone running a TGP.
Should I explain?
OK ~ Trading traffic is a shell game, every once and a while the mark has to win. If when we let him goto a gallery the god damn thing is down then we loose traffic. So then that starts a chain reaction of sorts since its not an obvious problem. Solution for us? Scan our galleries and remove your shitty offending galleries, then tell everyone how much you suck and why. Then curse your name for as long as your in business. Then ignore your sponsor emails and call you cock sucking whores when we see you at the next convention.
Why so much hostility? Simple, your galleries are so fucked up and loaded with shit that would probably make you fail a scanning to begin with we usually have to put your crap in a trusted mode to begin with. Hey look at this we trusted you, and you betrayed us. . .
You see how it works?
Yeah im sure you fucking do . . .