August 31, 2006
*It’s a line from “I know you don’t love me” by Tony Yayo.
At the same time, the guest blogger can’t follow a script or act like a substitute teacher who regurgitates the lesson, says Ms. Gelman. Without some creativity or flavor from the new writer, postings sound stale. “Not all voices are created equal,” notes Aaron Adams, an information technology consultant from Missouri who reads nearly 20 blogs a day. “Some guest bloggers don’t do much more than just keep the light on. They’re not as interesting or as stimulating.”
Michelle Malkin, host and namesake of a political blog, recruited guest writers carefully when she decided to take her first vacation in several years. All four replacements had a “similar vibe” to her own, says Ms. Malkin. Two of the guest bloggers were well-versed in subjects popular in the news at the time and the other two were friends whose work she admired.
A slice of Ms. Malkin’s audience didn’t take to the guest bloggers. She chalked that up to a “fickle” bunch who prefer her work as a syndicated columnist. But overall the guest bloggers held readers’ attentions, says Ms. Malkin. During the week she was gone, hits averaged around 140,000 a day, down from about 200,000 before she went on vacation. Last week, before she eased back into posting, her average daily visitor tally dipped below 120,000. The numbers didn’t faze Ms. Malkin. “For the dog days of August, they did tremendously well,” she says of her fill-ins.
“Peaceful nuclear energy is the right of the Iranian nation. The Iranian nation has chosen that based upon international regulations, it wants to use it and no one can stop it,” Mahmoud Ahmadinejad told a news conference.
It’s like he saw what happened to Saddam and is dying to get a piece of that action.
UPDATE: Cox and Forkum have some interesting thoughts and an incredible, perfect illustration.
August 30, 2006
John Murtha says he’s disappointed in Hillary Clinton for not joining his call for immediate withdrawal from Iraq.
Earth to Murtha: Your idea for a pullout was rejected 403-3.
But here’s the kicker: YOU WERE ONE OF THE 403 WHO VOTED AGAINST THE RESOLUTION TO IMMEDIATELY WITHDRAW FROM IRAQ, YOU TOTAL FRAUD.
September 9th, blogger party NYC. BE THERE. Location and time to be announced. Watch this space.
August 29, 2006
Cross Molina- As I said in Donny Baseball’s comment section “a poker-playing, Yankee loving conservative in NY? I think I’m in love.”
Jeremayakovka- One of the cool people who got in touch with me while I was blogging for MM (that’s for you, Ken). Jeremayakova also introduced me to the work of….
Sunday night I, along with the good-looking Allah, had the pleasure of meeting the visiting Patterico and his lovely family. We had a great dinner, then grabbed some drinks and chatted politics, blogging and lots of other stuff I can’t remember now because I was on 4 hours sleep.
After I left the fellas, I went over to Weenie Enema’s for her legendary Emmy-watching party. As I don’t watch TV, much less awards show for TV, I was chalking it up to ‘it’ll be an experience’. And it was. Emma is quirky and sarcastic and generally cracks me up. I could spend like 2 days looking at all the cool stuff she has in her room. She’s got a great book collection too, and kept encouraging me to borrow something. I demured, because while totally wanting to borrow like 10 of her books, I have plenty of my own books that I have yet to read. And then I saw it. The book that I had read in the 6th grade and loved more than any other book. The one that had gotten me obsessed with reading. It was “The Outsiders” by S.E. Hinton. I read that book a million times, rented the movie with C. Thomas Howell, Ralph Macchio and every other famous young man of that era. I had to borrow. I had to. I started reading it that night and continued it on the way to work. It makes me feel just how I felt in 6th grade, completely immersed in the world of greasers and socs.
So, audience participation time: what was your favorite childhood book? My second favorite, when I was in 2nd grade or so, was “Lulu’s back in town” but “The Outsiders” was the one for me. What’s yours?
August 28, 2006
Lefties lose crackie vote challenge in Mexico. But vow to keep protesting and shut the country down.
I was going to take him over the Brooklyn Bridge and show him the spectacular view of the Manhattan skyline. But the traffic was so heavy, despite the fact that it was after 11pm on Thursday, so we headed into the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel. He turned around to snap some pictures, and I warned him against it.
We hadn’t talked politics yet and I hoped to avoid it. We hadn’t seen each other in 5 years, since the last time I was in Scotland. I didn’t want to spend our limited time together arguing over the Iraq war and I felt like this exchange was going to lead us into that political territory.
I know the pattern–”that’s a dumb way to combat terrorism, don’t Americans understand that you can’t fight terrorism in this way, no I don’t have a better suggestion beyond some vague ‘hearts and minds’ blather, but obviously you see Bush is an idiot, don’t you?, you don’t?, I’m really surprised at you, I thought you were smarter than that, don’t you listen to “Bright Eyes” and “Radiohead”?, don’t tell me you support what Israel is doing in the Middle East, obviously the Iraq war is a disaster, Bush only did it for oil/money/daddy/power, what about what the Americans did in Central America in the 80’s?, well I think it is relevant to prove Americans are power-hungry imperialists who want to keep the brown man down.”
I was exhausted just thinking about it. But he didn’t go there. In fact, he seemed understanding and sympathetic to the fact that we have to live this way now, that a tourist probably can’t take pictures in certain places in NY and that’s the way it’s going to be for some time. And though we hung out for three days, we never talked politics at all. It was such a happy time.
But my nervousness at the course our conversation could have taken got me thinking: I hate terrorists for killing innocent people and I hate them for forcing us to live a life where you can’t take pictures where you please, you can’t carry certain things onto airplanes, etc. But I really hate them for the divide they’ve caused in the western world. I hate hating France and being suspicious of Europe. I don’t see them as the enemy, but I do see them as turning a blind eye to this growing, immediate problem. And I know they see us in the same way–as this bumbling superpower who just can’t get things right. We yell at them for not doing enough, they yell at us for doing too much. It’s every Islamofascists dream. We are completely divided to where I expect a certain amount of hostility from Europeans, not even for being rightwingish, but just for being American. And I assume they’ll all be leftists, more concerned with pc-ness and intellectualism than doing what they must to survive. Even the ones I like and respect.
I don’t know how to get around this, exactly. But if we don’t thaw relations, and soon, then the cliche is true, the terrorists will have won.
A great article in the Washington Post about the agonizing that Israel does over the use of target killings. I’m fairly certain Hezbollah, Hamas and Al Qaeda have no such moral dilemma.
H/T Frank White.