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There’s a very interesting article in this month’s Wired about the death of blogging:
The blogosphere, once a freshwater oasis of folksy self-expression and clever thought, has been flooded by a tsunami of paid bilge. Cut-rate journalists and underground marketing campaigns now drown out the authentic voices of amateur wordsmiths. It’s almost impossible to get noticed, except by hecklers. And why bother? The time it takes to craft sharp, witty blog prose is better spent expressing yourself on Flickr, Facebook, or Twitter.
That said, your blog will still draw the Net’s lowest form of life: The insult commenter. Pour your heart out in a post, and some anonymous troll named r0rschach or foohack is sure to scribble beneath it, “Lame. Why don’t you just suck McCain’s ass.” That’s why Calacanis has retreated to a private mailing list. He can talk to his fans directly, without having to suffer idiotic retorts from anonymous Jason-haters.
As a writer, though, I’m onto the system’s real appeal: brevity. Bloggers today are expected to write clever, insightful, witty prose to compete with Huffington and The New York Times. Twitter’s character limit puts everyone back on equal footing. It lets amateurs quit agonizing over their writing and cut to the chase. @WiredReader: Kill yr blog. 2004 over. Google won’t find you. Too much cruft from HuffPo, NYT. Commenters are tards. C u on Facebook?
I do disagree with the main idea of the article though. I have been blogging since 2004, and it was way cooler then, and it attracted a different audience than it does now, but that’s doesn’t mean it should die. It just means that it matured, and unfortunately in this world, anything that loses its youthful, rebellious spirit as it grows up just falls into the cycle with everything else, and that’s what happened with blogging. That doesn’t mean its bad… it just means that its different. And it’s going to happen to Twitter, Facebook, and every other kind of currently “hip” media.
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