Just Above Sunset
June 6, 2004: Blogging for Fun and Profit (or: A Smorgasbord for Web Surfers)
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World’s Laziest Journalist 6/7/04 By Bob Patterson [Stand back! This columnist is about to subjectify a recent blogger event.] Back in 1939, some folks
who enjoyed the Buck Rogers style stories about the future, decided to meet in New York City and revel in the comfort of expressing
their enthusiasm in front of and with like-minded strangers. The event, which
was later dubbed NYcon, I and was held July 2 to 4 at Caravan Hall with about 200
people attended the historic proceedings. One young Los Angeles enthusiast, who had to borrow the money to make the crosscountry trip, got
swept up in the existential aspect of the affair and became determined that he would write and sell similar stories and novels. He eventually expressed that philosophy in a book titled “Zen and the Art of
Writing.” That writer is still wrestling with the same old adversary, a
blank sheet of typing paper (he still doesn’t use a computer), but these days, marketing his product is much easier. When Ray Bradbury has a book-signing event, the line of enthusiastic
customers is quite long.
Back in 1939, somebody not only attended the New
York event (hey, there was a World’s Fair out on Long Island at the same time), but they wrote up a report and mimeographed
it as a way of “capturing” the esoteric meeting for others who could not be present. (That bit of memorabilia is a treasure for fans of science fiction and also for people researching the
topic of fanzines.) For some folks the process
of going to an event, such as a baseball or basketball game, isn’t complete until they read a story in either a newspaper
or magazine. For others, who were unable to attend, the journalism is a way for
them to participate vicariously. Later, any surviving record (such as a microfilmed
newspaper containing the report on the particular event) will be useful to historians, members of academia, and fans who had
not yet been born. Journalists, by their very
nature, yearn to be present when history unfolds. Recently when the opportunity
to attend an event of/for/by/and about bloggers was seen in an item on the L.A. Observed website this columnist, decided
to cover the event in the hopes of getting good material to use in the first column for June of 2004. We strongly urged el jefe for Just Above Sunset online magazine to also attend.
The chief, who spurns tradition
and does not say “Great Caesar’s Ghost” in moments of extreme duress, is also a blogger and it was a chance for him to pick up some tips on the art, (as well as observe the
rookie staff member “at work.”) Other bloggers, such as
one of the guys from Acid Logic and a USC student said they were there to learn what to do to increase traffic to their site, and how to do
it. Others such as Cecile Dubois,
who has her own blog It seems, she would blog and post, blog and
post. Others were blogging with a “live feed” aspect. It was the blogging equivalent of TV and radio reporters who provide “on the scene” reports
to their audiences. One of the best efforts
at transcribing every word seems to have been provided by L.A. Voice. Afterwards some of the
sites posted comments about the items covering the event. [Some of the threads seemed
(IMHO) to go off topic. For instance there was a great deal of concern about
Charles Johnson’s (of Little Green Footballs) political credentials and point of view. This columnist (and some others in the audience?) couldn’t care less about that. We wanted to learn how to provide Internet coverage and how to build site traffic. You think that our readers in London or in our Aussie Posse could care how that fellow
is going to vote in November? If they are reading a story about the art of blogging,
most likely they want to know all about getting more hits and getting folks to post relevant comments rather than obsessing
about the messenger’s credentials. If someone (what duya bet it will be
Glen Reynolds?) ever writes a book titled Blogging for Fun and Profit, they will
take it for granted that blogging is fun, and will concentrate on the profit rather than the prophet aspect of the activity,
if they want to sell the book.] Charles Johnson did stir
the audience up with the information that the name of his website is derived from “a hang gliding accident in Tokyo.”
He said the name is purposely ambiguous and is designed to elicit conjecture about its origin.
Whenever this columnist hears the name of that particular website he hears the voice of Gracie Slick singing the comment
that the little green footballs that mother gives you don’t do anything at all.
At one point someone got
around to mentioning that at a previous point in the history of blogging, Gene Volokh At the 2002, event Reynolds
recommended that potential potentates of blogging check out the possibilities for merchandising offered by the folks at www.cafepress.com. (Have we mentioned how handsome, witty and charming Glenn was at that previous
LA event?) It did seem like the discussion
at the 2004 Memorial Day weekend event wandered “off topic” repeatedly.
There was a lot of “blah, blah, blah” going on. Perhaps they
should call it blahging? There is a tradition of
staging an “event” in class at Journalism schools and then having the students write up their report and comparing
the results. The various reports by the “witnesses,” often differ
greatly on specifics such as what the “perpetrator” was wearing and what his (or her) physical description was. Eventually such class room
stunts may be shared online via blogging the particular bit of staging thus will give an online example of the disparity of
details from eyewitnesses. (Didn’t a TV show “You Asked For It”
once show such a J-school stunt segment when there was no expression “reality TV”?) [A former waitress tells
us that she learned to closely observe what folks are wearing because when she attended a lecture for potential witnesses
for a crime (such as an armed robbery at the place where you work), she learned that an accurate description of what the culprit
was wearing was a top priority for the investigating officers. Lately it seems
to this columnist that there are an inordinate number of older guys on the streets of L. A. who bear an uncanny resemblance
to George Carlin. How would a police officer be able to work with that description? Wouldn’t a detailed inventory of what a person was wearing, be much more relevant? We digress.] In the future, will there
be a print magazine for those interested in blogging? Carnac isn’t doing
his magic act these days so we can’t ask him, but our guess is that maybe 10 or 15 years from now, such a product will
be available at your local newsstand. This is Blogging L.A. This Little
Green Footballs link should take our readers right to their story of the event. Meanwhile back at L.A. Observed the comments were many, subsequently. Perspective? On June 1, 2004, two days after the L.A. event, in Australia the Sydney Morning Herald was remarking on the wonderful weather and deciding what the meaning of “the beginning of winter” really is. If an event happens and
it isn’t reported in the New York Times, does it make a sound? Not
to worry, there was a fellow there who (allegedly) was working on a story for the Sunday magazine section of that (allegedly) prestigious publication. The panel moderator also
blogged her take. Other online reports are available. Here and here. Bloggers can turn you on
to some really weird stuff that you don’t get in the mainstream media such as conspiracy theories about the Berg affair. The blogging phenomenon
is just getting started. It may be too early to evaluate its impact on other
media, but it is this columnist’s contention that it is never too early to start chronicling the history of an evolving
new style of communication. Did Sir Winston Churchill
provide the bloggers motto (Bartlett’s 16 edition page 621 no. 4) when he said:
“Nothing is more dangerous in wartime than to live in the temperamental atmosphere of a Gallup Poll, always feeling
one’s pulse and taking one’s temperature.”? The 1957 hit The Flying Saucer by Buchanan and Goodman set a historic president for modern recordings that use “sampling.” So, if the disk jockey will put that on, we’ll disappear in a flash over the
horizon hoping that we will return next week with a historic installment of The World’s
Laziest Journalist. Until then, have a sci-fi week. |
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_________ Copyright © 2004 – Robert Patterson We asked veteran journalist Bob Patterson for a bio and he sent this
along: Bob was
born and raised in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Graduated
from the University of Scranton in . . . make that "way back when." He
has worked as a reporter and photographer for daily newspapers in California, Nevada, and Pennsylvania. During the "way back when" phase of his life. Did
photo stringing for the AP’s Los Angeles bureau in the seventies. Has done
some freelance work. Held
other jobs to pay the rent and provide meals money. Has
written book and movie reviews, and columns for Delusions
of Adequacy online magazine for the last
four years. Recently
the DOA management reportedly traded him to the Just
Above Sunset online magazine team for an
undisclosed sum and two future draft choices. He
is known to be in the LA area and is considered dangerous. If you see him, call
for backup before attempting to get his autograph or some such fanboy nonsense. |
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