Yet another “the blogs are so over it’s not even funny” article, this time in the Financial Times. Taking a step back from this whole debate, it seems to me the blogs aren’t going anywhere. A few make money, most don’t, and what we’re watching is the usual dynamic of “new trend that gets endlessly gushed about and then backlashed on before settling down and just doing its thing.” Meh.
Francis Fukayama, noted neocon philisophe and author of “The End of History and the Last Man,” has a “whoa nellie, these neocons really screwed up bigtime” essay in the New York Times magazine. Ah, the sweet art of the backpedal.
There’s also an article about how the US might actually be getting their military strategy in order in Iraq, though its probably too late for it to matter, and a profile of the Jordanians crossing the border into Iraq and wreaking havoc in the name of jihad.
the Financial Times has a pretty decent article outlining just how the US isn’t in decline, it’s revving up for a second century of world dominance. Interesting, though I have my doubts.
As a counterpoint to that New York piece about money making blogsfrom a few days ago, here’s Slate’s “not so fast, blogs might be on the downslope, chum” counterpoint.
I remember reading about unlicensed plastic surgery in Neuromancer, and now (like so much else from the book) it’s here for real.
New York Magazine has an article about blog superstars who are actually making a buck in the new medium. Strangely, I was not consulted for the article. 🙂
I have my disagreements with the “Moustache of Understanding,” but this commencement address given to the 2005 graduating class of Williams College is both inspiring and an excellent read.
Apparently Silicon Valley venture capitalists are sinking money into the same dogs they got burned on in the crash. The supposed reasoning behind this is that a lot of startups were just ahead of their time, but…..eh. YMMV.
At least according to the Guardian, he did.
Well, this comes as a complete surprise. A sniveling Washington bureaucrat, faced with the possibility of a stretch at a country-club prison, is fessing up to the fact that his Plamegate misbehaviour was at the behest of his superiors.