Showing posts with label blogging a dead horse.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging a dead horse.. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 February 2011

BLOGGING A DEAD HORSE. Cybersmoke gets in your eyes. The Huffington scam

 Mr dtp, a few days back, commented on the sale of the Huffington Post to  a branch of skymadeupnewsandfilth. I could never stand the woman, or indeed, women like her -Tina Brown, Rebekka Wade, Eve Pollard, Barbara Amiel - and never visited the site.  I have moaned before about how everybody communicating online provides free product for others to marshal and exploit - Google even visits Ishmaelia, twice a day, every day - in a variety of ways, some of them, Facebook, for instance, quite shocking.  I was saying just a few minutes ago, on another post, that I fear we are wasting our time here, pissing in the wind, blowharding,  when we should be pulling up paving slabs and building barricades;  the Huffington scam  illustrates this concern quite well, three thousand lefty bloggers busily enriching a right wing demagogue. I wonder if there's a UK parallel.

From consortiumnews.com


In 2005, Huffington founded Huffington Post, which operated with a business model that relied on activists, politicians and entertainers contributing free content. The Web site soon became an important center for progressives critical of George W. Bush’s presidency.
Over time, Huffington Post also featured gossipy articles about popular celebrities. Like other left-of-center sites, such as Salon.com, those stories often emerged as the best-read, encouraging a further drift in that direction as a means of securing advertising dollars.
The commercial success of Huffington Post – resulting from its low overhead due to the work of some 3,000 bloggers writing for free and from Huffington’s effective self-promotion – caught the eye of Wall Street investors and obviously AOL.
Though AOL generally provides right-of-center news content to subscribers – for instance, AOL joined in last week’s hagiography of Ronald Reagan – its management concluded that it could do business with Arianna Huffington.
The sale of Huffington Post to a corporation that positions itself in the right branch of the mainstream media – what many on the Left deride as the MSM – upset a number of the site’s bloggers, including some who vowed to withdraw their work.

A Twitter account, called #HUFFPUFF, urged “jammers, creatives and revolutionaries” to strike back at Huffington’s sell-out. “Arianna Huffington has betrayed us,” the message declared, “so let’s huff and puff her house down.”

The broadside continued: “Socialite Arianna Huffington built a blog-empire on the backs of thousands of citizen journalists. She exploited our idealism and let us labor under the illusion that the Huffington Post was different, independent and leftist. Now she's cashed in and three thousand indie bloggers find themselves working for a megacorp.
“But the Huffington Post is not Arianna's to sell. It is ours: the lefty writers and readers, environmentalism activists and anti-corporate organizers who flooded the site with 25 million visits a month. So we're going to take it back. We'll stop going to her site. And we'll stop blogging for her too.”

Monday, 10 May 2010

BLOGGING A DEAD HORSE

Given the circumstance I thought I should  take a quick, first-for-a-year look at order-order and I found that  Col von Fawkes's posts, although superficial, non-controversial and much as the mainstream  are more sober and less self-congratulatory than back in the day, the comments, once a  cartwheeling, slippin' and-a slidin', Rabelaisian narrative, anarchic and irresponsible  are now truly depressing, not-smartass-one-liners, in the main; no mr fucking delicious or dalailamadingdong, no mr atlas shrugged or mr red despot spotter and no stanislav, a young polish plumber, no ispired raging and drooling, no  prickly camaraderie of dissent. That the comments  are published non-sequentially, anachronistically,   doesn't actually seem to make any difference, they are like a manuscript  of Bartok's music, you could shuffle the pages anyway you wanted, play them in random order and it wouldn't make any difference.

The reason I looked was  that  a rant  came which echoes stuff I used to post at Fawkes's  and I thought I might post it there, but there wouldn't be any point.

The junky on the programme has his daily Methadone and then continues with his search for Outlaw reality elsewhere, the accused on bail may have to check-in to the copshop once in a while, it's a hassle but no big deal;  seems that order-orderites at the PizzaHouseOfBlood are doing that sort of thing, checking-in, I'm still here-ing.  What a shame, what a shame. This is the way the world ends, this is the way the world ends, not with a righteous rant but with an All Present And Correct, Sir.

Wednesday, 3 February 2010

THE LONG AND THE SHORT OF IT.

Rt.Hon. Clare Scarf, MP, en route to a Chilcotting.


I WAS AGAINST THE WAR.
RIGHT, CLARE, JUST NOT QUITE ENOUGH AGAINST IT.

These fuckers, you couldn't make them up. Had this gabshite resigned before the invasion, ideally with Robin Beard, who knows what would have happened?

As it is, well, all her mewling and puking won't put arms or legs back on maimed Iraqi children, nor raise the dead, as if, alongside her relentless, lumbering ego, that mattered to her.



Iraqi children, some inexplicably shot in the head, had a visit from Uncle Sam, after an IED incident killed some of their pals.

As they say at Guido Fawkes's PizzaHouseOfBlood, kill them now, they'll only grow-up to be terrorists.