Had a look see over at Pajamas Media. The layout continues to suck, but 7 million doesn't buy what it used to so I cut them some slack on that, and the scroll to find whatever depressing as all shit story remains a stroll down depressing as all shit lane, complete with a WOMAN EATEN BY ALLIGATOR headline and isn't that just so swell.
It isn't blogging, never was, but we all knew that. I guess you could call it Drudge with bad pics, but Drudge links to professional journalism efforts and the PJ's link to WOMAN EATEN BY ALLIGATOR.
There isn't a scintilla of GRAVITAS to be found, just old stories, one after another in case you just got back from the Space Station and didn't have an internet connection onboard. There's news from the Left, meaning ROVE TO OFFER RESIGNATION, but ROVE TO OFFER RESIGNATION is so stale that if and when he does it won't be blogosphere news because they've beaten it to death.
I guess the best way to describe it is...creepy. Like aliens landed and let loose the pod people to emulate bloggers. Something about it makes you want to scratch a hard to reach itch. I still hope that they are madly successful, because it means that like Google, when someone comes along that really knows how to do it, they'll have an example of how not to do it. Sort of like a map of land mines, PJ Media fairly screams of DON'T STEP HERE.
Now if you'll excuse me, I really need to go wash the experience away, and that's why I don't stop by there very often. Sort of like the Seinfeld epipsode about the killer BO that lingered in Jerry's car. That's really what these guys are. Blogger-BO. Killer Blogger BO. Not of this earth, impossible to fumigate, and immersing your monitor in tomato juice isn't doing squat.
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