Employer Spotlight: Context Media


Context Media & ContextMedia: Health

A mission-driven company reaching and teaching millions.

Led by an executive team comprised of Northwestern alumni, Context Media is a health information services company, building digital media technologies to deliver lifestyle education to patients to improve health outcomes. The company empowers healthcare professionals to engage patients while curating content personalized for each member office. Headquartered in Chicago, it is the fastest growing company in the industry impacting over ten million patient visits each month through contextual and actionable content in healthcare practices nationwide.

Context Media is vibrant member of Chicago’s start-up community. ContextMedia was recognized as 101 Best & Brightest Places to Work For and has been featured in the Chicago Tribune, BusinessWeek, Crain’s Business, MedAd News, HealthCare TechDecisions and MDNG Endocrinology.

They are currently recruiting for roles in sales and engineering, however, keep your eye on this growing company.  Check out their complete story here: www.contextmediainc.com and http://www.contextmediahealth.com/

Round-Up (April 2015)


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New York

  • Suka Creative – Marketing Coordinator
  • Felix – Entry Level Sales Associate, Online Advertising

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2015 Writers Panel: Writing for the Screen + Stage

This year’s Writers Panel features writers from shows including:

  • HBO’s Girls and Looking
  • Showtime’s Nurse Jackie
  • Plays including GracelandHushabyeand Smart People
Also joining our writers is literary agent, Alexis Williams. Hope to see you there!


Global Media & Communications Seminar: Almost Groucho

My name is Savannah Birnbaum and I am a sophomore Radio, Television, and Film major.  I will be updating you on the adventures of the Global Media and Communication Seminar in London, UK.

With so much talk about the way media is changing how we think and do things, sometimes I feel like millennials are being painted as these superhuman multitaskers who can juggle endless amounts of crap all day long. But I’m supposedly one of them and I’m really not one of those people. I look at those people the way I look at passengers on a big rollercoaster: must be fun, not for me, couldn’t do it. For me, the tech wave has been defined by this looming cloud of daunt: looks a lot like the clouds in London only it never releases rain, just gets bigger and bigger, fat with the massive buildup of information I’ll never get to. It’s always threatening some great thunderstorm that never comes, but somehow that’s worse because it means there actually is no limit to the information that I will inevitably miss.

Our lecture series tie-up was a two-parter: Lilie Chouliaraki spoke to us about media ethics and the way we have been trained to perceive the character of “the sufferer.” Then we had Thomas Hoegh, the many-handed entrepreneur and founder of Arts Alliance, Arts Alliance Media, and the Met Film School. He is the best example of the type of person I was just describing—the guy who’s got his mind on fifteen things at once and does just fine. And somehow—not a millennial. To continue the metaphor, his is a rollercoaster I only wish I could keep up with; the running joke after his presentation was trying to name a creative organization he doesn’t own.

Lilie Chouliaraki
Thomas Hoegh

To be perfectly honest, Thursday was getting too much for my weary eyes and I had to take a nap at our free block for lunchtime. At this point I was running purely on my youthful enthusiasm and that special vigor reserved for travelers. I’m told some of the group went for Indian food, but when I finally pried my eyes open a small group of us went to a trendy place nearby called the Hoxton for a caffeinated lunch. I felt this meal was noteworthy because I ate toast with rabbit and pickled cabbage, which is just about the most oddly British thing I could think of. Here’s a picture of the ladies’ room—worth sharing I thought because to me it looked like a stylish interpretation of the orphanage bathroom in Madeline:



Our next site visit was Deloitte consulting, which most of us were quite unsure what to expect from. None of us really had any concrete idea what the definition of “consulting” actually was in practice, so listening to a breakdown was a kind of relief. The atmosphere was much more formal and corporate than were a lot of the other creative sites we visited, and it was interesting to compare the differing tones of each workplace. I think everyone on this trip got a taste of something new, and I saw it as a paper doll kind of exercise, where we could place ourselves in each environment and gauge how we might feel working at one kind of company versus another.

We took our usual pilgrimage style walk to our much-anticipated evening at the Groucho Club and you could feel the nervous energy. “I shouldn’t have worn these shoes” “I’m wearing light wash jeans” “Do I look famous enough?” “I feel like a peasant”—these are excerpts from the chatter on the way over; tensions were high. We came to our address but had some difficulty locating the entrance, as it is marked only with a small brass nameplate bearing THE GROUCHO CLUB in positively miniscule engraving.

IMG_2389When we crossed the threshold heads were darting about with pigeon-like twitchiness. We each gave our names to The Girl With The List (who thought very carefully before ticking) and we were led up a set of small carpeted stairs to a private room with a long dining table and a mirrored bar, staffed just for us. We saw familiar faces—Neil, Dilip, Sally, the O’Keefes, and special treat Thomas Hoegh—and two new ones: our hosts, Northwestern alum Lou Stein and his wife Deirdre. The place was nothing like the stuffy club I’d imagined—it was decorated with sexy contemporary art pieces, one of which our hostess suggested might be a Damien Hirst (he’s a member of the club too). At one point the proprietor, who Lou affectionately introduced as “Mr. Groucho,” fluttered in wearing this amazing red suit and generally trailing charm about the room. If I had to be perfectly honest, of all the people with fantastic professions we’d seen on this trip, this was the guy whose job I’d really kill for.

IMG_2412Of course, time came for toasts and profuse thank you’s before our three-course paradise meal. Lou Stein offered his own set of very apt tidbits, and I particularly liked his summation of the trip as “a week of door-opening” I thought that was a really sharp way of putting it. He was great with words, and talked about the trip as an opportunity to “get away from the computer and into rooms meeting people”—such a great point to make especially in light of the fact that whether he knew it or not we all so desperately wanted to meet him.

Just like at the end of Big Fish (without the whole death scenario), we finally got to visit that mythical place that had been built up with so much talk, and had the immense pleasure of seeing so many of the people we had met and gotten to know along our journey. Alright that’s sappy, but it’s over and I’m a film student so I’m allowed to be a bit sentimental.

Global Media and Communications Seminar: Buzzworthy

My name is Savannah Birnbaum and I am a sophomore Radio, Television, and Film major.  I will be updating you on the adventures of the Global Media and Communication Seminar in London, UK.

I’m sitting in the lobby at the moment watching a BBC news special about a youth group that supports Putin, and their office looks like it belongs in our lineup of site visits. They’re hawking jewelry, clothing, and candy plastered with Putin’s face—it’s getting into pop star territory. I feel so plugged in on this trip, there’s nothing I see that doesn’t somehow prompt a connection with discussions we’ve had in lecture or on site—you can see it so much just in our joking around between activities; we’re buzzing.

Charlie Beckett (cleverly timed photo of the only slide with Obama)

Charlie Beckett, journalist and LSE professor, spoke to us about political media strategies on Wednesday, so that’s the Putin connection here. We watched a few political ads, one in particular that’s become my new favorite viral video: Deputy Prime Minister Nick Clegg making a public apology after going back on a promise he made whilst campaigning. It’s been autotuned, subtitled—all the usual internet bastardizations we’ve come to know and love. His discussion was one of my favorites, and it gave us the journalism perspective, which was nice because it hasn’t been so much a central part of the seminar so far.

We visited Working Title Films in the afternoon, which is in the very posh area of Marylebone. Can’t say I was surprised, but everyone there was unequivocally cool—all in very different ways. We had a whole procession of people come and speak to us, beginning with the Company Co-Chairman, then Head of Development, two people from TV development, the resident director and PA for Billy Elliot on the West End, and the projectionist. At the end three skinny-jeaned interns came up  and I think everyone appreciated getting to hear the perspectives of runners in the industry, because of course that’s where a few in our group will be in a matter of months. There were the requisite digs about struggling through youth without pay, but they were so happy and energetic that it made us all want to be where they were, even if it meant “eating beans on toast for breakfast lunch and dinner.”

Looking pleased with ourselves in the screening room at Working Title

photo-3There are moments I think traveling en masse is embarrassing, particularly those times when we’re on a crowded street and disgruntled commuters are pushing past us with an aggressive “can I get through, please?” The British have an uncanny talent for being verbally so polite and tonally just so vicious. There’s no other way for us to get around, of course, so we’ve had to laugh it off and resign to being in the way. My concern didn’t dissipate when I found out we were going to Brown’s for dinner (it’s a pretty upscale joint) but it ended up being our best meal so far—the staff were unfazed.

We had first-row seats at Warhorse in the evening, and came out emotionally and physically trampled. This show somehow manages to make you believe a couple of men running around in a cage making mouth noises are all one live, kicking horse. Pleasant surprise because I had imagined it a little like Monty Python. The action of the show was confrontational and exciting; gunshots and galloping were definitely blurring the line between stage and audience. The best moment of the show for me was looking over to see professor Verma with his eyes narrowed, staring down a huge gun inches from his face. I thought I was going to doze off with the residual jet lag, but I cried hysterically. JOEY! JOEY!