Citizen Mom (not pictured), who cleans house (and sometimes cleans clocks) here, digs into the briny bucket of PNI crabs and wrestles them in the boiling pot without ever getting her nose pinched. Read all about it after da jump.

[Inky Editorial Page Editor And Surrogate Daddy Chris] Satullo wrote:
“Gentlemen - You’ve laid out the terms of my ambivalence adeptly. I feel about blogs the way I often feel about my teenage children: They are wonderful. They give me hope and a glimpse of a better world. They offer new energy and authenticity. They are, in short, The Future (cue the trumpets).

Alas, they are also are immature, disrespectful, annoyingly self-absorbed and maddeningly unwilling to admit their dependence on their elders.”

Mom says:
*rolls eyes* Annoyingly self-absorbed, you say? Like a conversation between three middle-aged white guys kvetching about how their industry is changing?

Seriously, I flame because I love.

Dad says:
“This wonderful new medium, that really could provide much of the energy for citizen-driven dialogue and democracy that its proponent claim, is losing its potential because it was colonized first by too many screamers, partisans, ideologues and propagandists.”

Mom Says:
Don’t you guys get it? Don’t you see that this is exactly how American newspapering got started, with wingnuts and political fanatics and finally, with people who made a profession of it and tried to make it something more truthful, more useful? The emergence of blogging hasn’t made old-fashioned “newspapering” irrelevant, quite the contrary. It’s created a greater need for skilled, evenhanded reporting, since so much of professional media’s work provides the basis for what people bloviate about on the blogs.

Blinq: Well said, Ma. Well Said.
Previously: ‘Blogs Aren’t Giant Killers, So Relax My Jolly Green Friend’

This entry was posted on Monday, April 24th, 2006 at 10:15 pm.