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The thing about these new blog ads...

...is that they're related to the posted content, which is smart advertising and makes sense in terms of making money, for them and for me (well, to the extent that I'll make any), but given that the usual content of this blog is weight-related, I'm kind of squeamish about the type of ads that Adsense is attaching.

I don't want to encourage people to follow fad diets or take pills to lose weight, or even to lose weight at all in most cases! But this blog is the one that gets the most traffic...

Any thoughts? Do you guys hate the ads? Should I ax them or should I give them a try for a while?
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dereklipkin said…
Maybe just put a disclaimer? I don't think the ads are too much of a problem, but if you are concerned, just let people know where you stand.
10 April 2009 at 10:32
Anne said…
I like that idea. I'll put it on my blogging 'to-do.'
10 April 2009 at 20:42
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