So here I am. A print journalist who still loves newspapers but will probably never work for one again. It isn't that I wouldn't want to, just that it wouldn't ever be the same. Can we put the online genie back in the bottle? Of course not and we wouldn't want to. But can we find a way to move with the times and save our newspapers for future generations? I really hope so.
In my view, no matter how much The Sun et al hate Russell Brand, his interview will have an affect on the way young people vote. How can it not? It might even persuade people to vote who weren't going to under any circumstances - and Brand came close to giving Ed the thumbs up. So, if Labour do end up in power next time, it'll be Russell Brand and social media wot won it - not The Sun.
At the end of 2013 I will be stepping away from blogging until June 2016, by which time I'm sure blogging will be obsolete. It feels excellent to discard a cultural practice which sounds and has begun to feel like a combination of bragging, slogging, slobbing, blabbing, blubbing, gobbing, gagging, dragging and blagging.
A Harvard professor lectures on how whole industries have found it impossible to reinvent themselves in the face of technological revolution. He tells newspaper groups they will have to change almost everything in order to survive. Along comes his church (yes) and asks him to save their own 160-year-old daily paper. In a few short years, the professor becomes a media industry hero.
Over the past few days, a video showing the Infowars.com host, Alex Jones' tirade against CNN anchor Piers Morgan has become a viral sensation. Within the space of 15 minutes, Jones not only declared Morgan as a "hatchet man of the new world order" but also might threatened war on the Obama administration if any action to forcibly seize guns took place.
Many felt the financial crisis of 2008 would bring a final death to mainstream news enterprises in developed media markets. They feared this would leave citizens in the hands of "pajama"-clad bloggers. "The Internet" was a threat to accountability journalism and its outcomes, which so many of us valued as integral to democracy. Except the story didn't play out that way.
"We live in a Post-post-Leveson world," he muses, cupping his b*lls. "People expect their journalism to be fresh, healthy, handmade now. We sell ours at journalism markets - truly horrifying f**kfests which take place in Stoke Newington school playgrounds and attract the very worst kind of smug pram-pushing broadsheet reader."