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I have no idea what I am doing.
@Maura Johnston : I'll see your Fred Zarr and raise you a http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trevor_Horn
You can also read on cultural marginality and living on the fringe, feeling terminally different. Barbara Schaetti is the author of those.
See if this starts helping you feel a lot less "I'm a freak"
The couch is for closers.
Seriously, though, has the journalism industry ever met a purveyor of bullshit snake-oil technophilosophy it didn't embrace with open arms?
Having participated in a few worthwhile commenting communities (HEY YOU GUYS) — communities where commenters contribute pics and links and stories, where they track discussions and form friendships with one another, where there is relative self-policing and civility — I feel pretty comfortable submitting that the defining characteristic of all of them has been significant participation on the part of the site staff. It's good to have moderators, and it's really good to have writers who will jump in and contribute to the discussion. I mean, we know how to do this, it's been done, repeatedly, and the reason so many news outlets' comments are terrible is because they don't do it at all.
Tangentially, I've heard there are a lot of perfectly smart journalism grads who could use jobs. But LET'S SPEND THE MONEY ON SOME NEW FUCKING SOFTWARE (that does not sound notably different from Disqus or Kinja or Livefyre?), because the key to building thriving communities is definitely Computer Magic™ and not involving actual human beings.
I know I'm a severe outlier here, but the only way I ever (EVER) see one of the articles Clickhole is mocking is in the context of the article being implicitly mocked by the sharer her or himself. My worry with Clickhole (which I like so much that I DREAMED about it last night) is that it's nearly impossible to parody something that self-parodies so well that to even send a link without context is to mock it viciously.
@Gef the Talking Mongoose MEEEEEEEEEE TOOOOOOOOO SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (especially because I HATE the New Internet and want to support any and all attempts to bring back the old one that I loved so much.)
Oh my God oh my God oh my God.
I'm so excited my typing fingers are locking up. That is all.
This lady called for a plumber. You won't believe what happened next.