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More than 100 million Americans—one-third of the population—live in poverty or a category called “near poverty.” Yet the stories of the poor and the near poor, the hardships they endure, are rarely told by a media that is owned by a handful of corporations—Viacom, General Electric, Rupert Murdoch’s News Corp., Clear Channel and Disney. The suffering of the underclass, like the crimes of the power elite, has been rendered invisible.

Chris Hedges (via azspot)

This would be a great point, if there were even a shred of truth to it. But there isn’t:

“What ever happened to poor people?” asks Katha Pollitt in The Nation. Everybody talks about the middle class these days, she writes, and nobody talks about the poor.

She’s not alone. A few weeks ago radio host Tavis Smiley teamed up with Princeton prof Cornel West for a 16-city “Poverty Tour” whose aim was to “insert the word poverty into the American public sphere (where it rarely appears).” This is a common refrain on the left. If it’s not NPR’s Lynn Neary opining that Hurricane Katrina taught America we had been “ignoring poverty,” it’s The New York Times reminding everyone about America’s “forgotten poor.”

Pollitt wrote her piece shortly after the latest Census Bureau report showed a jump in poverty. Maybe you saw that story. It certainly was hard to miss. It got front-page treatment from The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Wall Street Journal, and plenty of other papers, and the equivalent from TV.

Hmmmm. Maybe only the East Coast liberal elite pays any attention to such data. Then again, maybe not. “Census Shows High Poverty Levels in Peoria,” reported the Peoria Journal Star. “More Residents Sinking Into Poverty,” noted the Seattle Times. “SD Children Impacted by Poverty,” reported KDLT News in South Dakota. Those were just some of the more than 2,000 news stories on the Census report.

And yet the myth that America pays no attention to poverty lives on.

Three points:

  1. Chris Hedges is dumb. The tendency of both media and society to ignore poverty has little to nothing to do with media oligopoly. It’s just that upper-middle class reporters and editors don’t know a whole lot about poor people. They don’t get particularly incensed about poverty issues because they aren’t affected personally. Contrast that with the hullaballoo over the AP wiretaps. The media’s favorite topic is itself. The further removed a story is from the reporter, the less likely it is to be covered.
  2. A. Barton Hinkle is an okay guy—but he’s not good at writing about poverty. The claim that the poor are “invisible” is not a claim that the poor have super powers and can literally disappear if they feel like it. The claim is that they aren’t are rarely addressed as humans. It’s not that it never happens. It’s just that it happens rarely enough that a publication would write an article with a headline like “Faces of the Poor.” You don’t see “Faces of the Rich” because the rich hugely disproportionate coverage. The fact that people even need to ask who the poor are or what they are like is, in itself, evidence of inadequate coverage.
  3. Get off my lawn.

(via barticles)

Graduation, 2013

My sister graduated from Augustana College last weekend. With so many amazing people graduating, it’s impossible not to feel optimistic.

Any newly graduated readers doubtlessly picked up the subtext in that previous statement. But for anybody else, I’ll make it explicit: Help. You’re our last, best hope.

As you have noticed, the world has some problems. We might have caused some of them. And we don’t know how to fix them. So good luck. This might sound unfair—but under the circumstances, I think it’s pretty reasonable.

I’ll put it this way. Do you have any idea how many lead paint chips the previous generations consumed? Swimming pools full of Baby Boomers had DDT sprayed on them. And it was the Greatest Generation that thought this was a good idea. We’ve since figured out, for example, that if a mercury thermometer breaks, the broken glass is not a free straw. These basic public health innovations may seem like no-brainers—but when you consider the quantity of neurotoxins doutlessly consumed in childhood by the people who came up with them, give credit where it’s due. Some of us are still figuring out that there might be a better approach to students struggling in school than more nuns and thicker rulers. I’m not saying you all had a childhood totally free from what, in retrospect, is obvious exposure to major toxins. I’m just saying that you’re the best we’ve done so far. (Pictured above: Me, attempting to smile and look at a camera. And failing. Probably because my car seat was made out of carcinogens. Angie nailed it.)

It took us until 1964 to really grok that smoking is bad for you. And we’re still working out the implications of second-hand smoke. And as obvious as all this is, it hasn’t been easy. Every time somebody suggested that maybe it would be nice not to have our cities visibly covered in smog, Team Asthma piped up with, “What about the nice sunsets?” We only recently decided that maybe we should try to teach our children to be a bit less racist, a bit less sexist than we are. We’ve had a concerted effort to stop poisoning our children’s bodies and minds—and you’re the payoff. Now we need your help.

This might seem like a lot of pressure—but I’m really only asking you to do a bit better than Generation Paint Chip. This is an easy bar. You just need to be awake enough not to trip over it. All I’m asking is that when you see the opportunity to put everybody who came before you to shame, take it.

Anyway, Congratulations. I’m looking forward to you solving all my problems. Let me know how I and any of the other Olds can help.

Graduation, 2013

My sister graduated from Augustana College last weekend. With so many amazing people graduating, it’s impossible not to feel optimistic.

Any newly graduated readers doubtlessly picked up the subtext in that previous statement. But for anybody else, I’ll make it explicit: Help. You’re our last, best hope.

As you have noticed, the world has some problems. We might have caused some of them. And we don’t know how to fix them. So good luck. This might sound unfair—but under the circumstances, I think it’s pretty reasonable.

I’ll put it this way. Do you have any idea how many lead paint chips the previous generations consumed? Swimming pools full of Baby Boomers had DDT sprayed on them. And it was the Greatest Generation that thought this was a good idea. We’ve since figured out, for example, that if a mercury thermometer breaks, the broken glass is not a free straw. These basic public health innovations may seem like no-brainers—but when you consider the quantity of neurotoxins doutlessly consumed in childhood by the people who came up with them, give credit where it’s due. Some of us are still figuring out that there might be a better approach to students struggling in school than more nuns and thicker rulers. I’m not saying you all had a childhood totally free from what, in retrospect, is obvious exposure to major toxins. I’m just saying that you’re the best we’ve done so far. (Pictured above: Me, attempting to smile and look at a camera. And failing. Probably because my car seat was made out of carcinogens. Angie nailed it.)

It took us until 1964 to really grok that smoking is bad for you. And we’re still working out the implications of second-hand smoke. And as obvious as all this is, it hasn’t been easy. Every time somebody suggested that maybe it would be nice not to have our cities visibly covered in smog, Team Asthma piped up with, “What about the nice sunsets?” We only recently decided that maybe we should try to teach our children to be a bit less racist, a bit less sexist than we are. We’ve had a concerted effort to stop poisoning our children’s bodies and minds—and you’re the payoff. Now we need your help.

This might seem like a lot of pressure—but I’m really only asking you to do a bit better than Generation Paint Chip. This is an easy bar. You just need to be awake enough not to trip over it. All I’m asking is that when you see the opportunity to put everybody who came before you to shame, take it.

Anyway, Congratulations. I’m looking forward to you solving all my problems. Let me know how I and any of the other Olds can help.

Yahoo!’s acquisition of Tumblr

… means the exclamation mark in Yahoo! is now ironic.

Yahoo search is the new trucker hat.

Do you think I can persuade the new Yahoo! Overlords that my blog is the coolest thing happening on Tumblr? I mean, obviously it’s not. But I’m banking on Yahoo! not being very good at figuring that out. (“The GIF is an image format created by Compuserve. For some reason it is very popular with the coveted demographic of people trying to connect with young people.”)

Maybe this is my hour.

It's been a good ride while it lasted, but Yahoo has to try to monetize tumblr to justify throwing a billion at it, so it has to become something else. asked by stoicmike

I don’t think Yahoo needs to directly monetize Tumblr. Yahoo needs Tumblr because Yahoo doesn’t want to be the kind of company where people are like, “Oh, crap. Yahoo.”

Guys, I’m old and I’m scared. If Yahoo buys Tumblr and then turns it into Geocities or whatever, what if I don’t know any other social media site. Here’s a picture of my face. Maybe one of you all can tell me how to Facebook it or whatever? Or maybe pin it somewhere like all the kids are doing?

Status: v. concerned.

Guys, I’m old and I’m scared. If Yahoo buys Tumblr and then turns it into Geocities or whatever, what if I don’t know any other social media site. Here’s a picture of my face. Maybe one of you all can tell me how to Facebook it or whatever? Or maybe pin it somewhere like all the kids are doing?

Status: v. concerned.

We will know the Decline of the West has been completed when the children of the bourgeoisie turn to handicrafts.

In The Count of Concord, Nick Delbanco translates Oswald Spengler’s 1918 work, Decline of the West.

On a related note, could somebody explain Pinterest to me?

If Yahoo buys Tumblr…

azspot:

squashed:

… okay. I mean, I guess that would be fine.

I guess change is inevitable. It happens fast on the Internet. The blogs I first followed on Tumblr are by and large gone. Or less active. In some way, I feel like the old guy who hangs out with kids because all his friends are dead. And he likes yelling at kids.

The point being, Yahoo isn’t looking to buy talent, technology, or a quick profit in Tumblr. It’s looking for relevance. It’s knows that when you drop a billion to buy a cool friend, you don’t immediately screw it up by doing something massively uncool.

It’ll be okay.

Is this misguided rosiness in lieu of Yahoo historical pattern of buying and burning successful online platforms?

OTOH, outside of steadfast service stability (which I am indeed most thankful for :)), Tumblr has languished in the past year — the only “enhancements” being of a negative nature (i.e., the recent editor “upgrade”, still riddled with bugs that make it excruciating to edit posts with blockquote text)

And it might serve as the needed impetus for me to complete development on my own homebrewed (and self hosted) tumble-wiki alternative.

In 2007, I was drinking coffee in Marco’s livingroom/dining room/office. He told me he and David had launched a website that had done remarkably well. He urged me to register before somebody else registered daniel.tumblr.com. Maybe I could write things there instead of on LiveJournal. There were about 27,000 users at that point, one of whom was AZSpot. Since then, Tumblr has grown to about 300 billion users, each more unique than the last. So it’s done okay. Marco has left Tumblr, started Instapaper, and recently left Instapaper. The last time we were drinking coffee together, he had a living room and a dining room and an office. So he’s done okay. And I’ve done okay with Tumblr as well. The point being, on the Internet, a lot has changed since 2007. And in 2007 if somebody had announced that LiveJournal was maybe being acquired, I would feel about like everybody feels now. (Where would I store my feelings!?!)

The point being, life is brutal and short on the Internet. When awesome websites are acquired and eventually shut down by other websites, it’s either a pattern or it’s just what happens on the Internet. Does anybody seriously think that if Yahoo hadn’t acquired GeoCities it would be the coolest site on the Internet now?

Though, there’s another angle. Yahoo was founded in 1995. In Internet years, that’s like the Roman Empire. (I’m going to resist the urge to troll you all by saying that, it’s not bad to be in a conquered province because at least you get to be part of the glory of Rome.) Yahoo has at least survived.

The broader point being, things change quickly on the internet. There’s always a younger, cooler site looming just over the horizon. I’m not sure that acquisition by Yahoo particularly diminishes Tumblr’s longterm prognosis. It means an influx of cash, stability, and technical capability. Heck, probably a functional search feature. And it means that Tumblr doesn’t need to desperately look for ways to monetize.

The Internet will kill everything you love. But by the time it dies, you won’t even care.

Also, lol at $1.1b all cash deal because that Facebook stock thing didn’t work well for Instagram. And also nobody wants to be paid in Yahoo stock.

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