It's not uncommon for "real" professional writers to look down their nose at bloggers. And let's face it -- why wouldn't they? It's not like any of us are getting rich doing this, particularly donkeys like the Vulture who won't put advertising on their blog. Which, when you think about it, explains why this blog is what it is: you get quality commensurate with the renumeration received by the service provider. Garbage in, garbage out.
Recently a "really important" writer appeared on one of the blathering heads shows and, apparently, really lit up bloggers, particularly sports blog deadspin.com. Steve Czaban leaps to the defense of bloggers everywhere.
On the panel, Buzz attacked Deadspin creator Will Leich as if he were responsible for introducing the journalistic equivalent of the ebola virus to the sports world.Could we have a round of polite golf applause for Mr. Czaban, please? Nicely done, Czabe.
Short version of his take: Blogs are evil.
Of course we are. Go ahead, bash away.
While some bloggers think their s*** doesn’t stink, I believe most are firmly aware of where they reside in the media universe.
Any dink can start a blog, and write his fingers to the bone. It doesn’t mean it’ll be any good, or widely read. But if it is, it can gain a following.
And most bloggers, I believe, yearn to someday NOT be bloggers. I think most would love to write for magazines, write books, write screen plays, or for anybody who pays them more money!
In essence, blogs are the batting cage of writing. You get in there, you take your hacks, you try to get better. But you get the reps. You work the writing muscle. You try things out. You develop your thought process. You use all the media of the world wide web to make your point.
No, Buzz. It’s not an at-bat in the 9th inning of the World Series, you pompous ass. Bloggers don’t get that chance. You do. And someday, a guy who started as a blogger will outsell your cranky ass on the NY Times bestseller list.
Get over it.
