Thursday, February 19, 2004
Typing "Google Journalism" into Google reveals only 45 hits, which proves categorically that it's an unimportant phenomenon. However it is annoying when lazy professional hacks gather all their stats from web searches. That should be the exclusive preserve of lazy bloggers. This article tells more. (Though its hard to give credibility to someone who so misunderstood the nature of the "French Military Victories" debacle.) (Please could someone advise whether to leave my fullstops inside or outside the brackets, Lynne Truss has confused the issue for me).
I have a word of the day: BLORGY (762 hits, none relevant)
As far as I can gather its the name of an emo band, a boring blog review site, and now in a neologism from Wonkette, it seems to mean a micro-publishing media frenzy. On the Kerry intern scandal: "... webscribes who contributed to whole sordid digital blorgy: "What cracks were left were filled in by the thick, spittle-moistened glue of dozens of bloggers who knew someone who knew someone, or didn’t know anyone but had a great theory." " Smog and motel are hardly my favorite words, but a new elision is always an enjoyable thing.
I thought it was fascinating that the Guardian couldn't find a single British author who would admit to reviewing their own books anonymously. On the the record the Cartwright position would have to be "No Comment". However the eagle-eyed might spot the occasional glowing Gabriel Coxhead review that might not have totally escaped Cartwright editorial control. (I recommend White Lightning just £5.59 from Amazon this week.)
I have a word of the day: BLORGY (762 hits, none relevant)
As far as I can gather its the name of an emo band, a boring blog review site, and now in a neologism from Wonkette, it seems to mean a micro-publishing media frenzy. On the Kerry intern scandal: "... webscribes who contributed to whole sordid digital blorgy: "What cracks were left were filled in by the thick, spittle-moistened glue of dozens of bloggers who knew someone who knew someone, or didn’t know anyone but had a great theory." " Smog and motel are hardly my favorite words, but a new elision is always an enjoyable thing.
I thought it was fascinating that the Guardian couldn't find a single British author who would admit to reviewing their own books anonymously. On the the record the Cartwright position would have to be "No Comment". However the eagle-eyed might spot the occasional glowing Gabriel Coxhead review that might not have totally escaped Cartwright editorial control. (I recommend White Lightning just £5.59 from Amazon this week.)
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