Sunday, March 27, 2005

If I May…

In case you missed it, there was a tempest in a blogspot this past week about a posting by Jesse at In Search of Telford on his view that Atrios seems to be “coasting;” now that he’s a big dog in the blogosphere — being quoted in the SCLM and doing radio shows, he’s not working as hard as he used to back in the early days of blogging — like a year ago — and relying instead on his steady readership to keep the momentum going.

It seems to have become a full-fledged squabble, and a lot of other bloggers are getting into the discussion about the back-and-forth. A sample of this is Pam’s posting at Big Brass Blog, and Dohiyi Mir puts a good little Easter spin on it. It’s been fun to read the comments and the arguments…it’s a distraction from the sad and scary news from Florida and Minnesota.

Here’s my take on this whole kerfuffle, if I may. Atrios is the owner of his blog. He can do whatever he wants to do with it. He doesn’t owe his readers anything more that what he gives them, and he has the right to do whatever the hell he wants. If all he wants to do is post open threads and do short links and it fulfills his blogger spirit, then fine. Like everything, blogs evolve and change just as their writers do (oh, please, let’s not start an argument about the theory of evolution). And Jesse has the exact same rights. He can blog about whatever he wants to, and if that includes a shot at Atrios, well, fine. He, like every other blogger, takes the risk of incurring a response through his comments, and I assume that both of these people are mature enough to accept that. I think it’s a little silly that it we’ve allowed it to get to this, but that’s kind of hard to say that in a week where the entire nation has been turned over to the story of the United States Congress and the State of Florida putting on a macabre road-show production of Weekend at Bernie’s with Terri Schiavo. For the record, I have no idea if Atrios has ever linked to this blog. I have no idea if he’s ever read this blog. I really don’t care. Or, to quote the immortal Hawkeye Pierce, “The instrument has yet to be invented that can measure my indifference…”

So now that we’ve had this diversion, can we get back to work now?