McGehee, who’s been pounding a keyboard about as long as I have, wonders if it’s worth the effort anymore:
I really don’t think we’re making things happen anymore. Obviously I’m not, but the bigtime bloggers under their corporate umbrellas have become scared shitless of rocking the boat, lest the advertisers who fund their incomes become too jittery about the resulting controversy. And their worries are not altogether unfounded.
The early double-oughts were the Golden Age of new media. Ten years later it’s a Gilded Age where the former reformers are all smug, sluggish mugwumps.
Then again, I may retain just enough idealism to believe this still:
Few of us are big-time operators, and that’s not likely to change; but we’re right on the edge of the Era of Decentralization. Why else would the Bolshevik 2.0 crowd in Washington — which isn’t just government, by the way — be working so hard to build up their forces? Because they know they can be replaced. In such an environment as this, even the least of us matters more than he thinks.
Probably why I’m still here after sixteen years and a day.