If you’re not familiar with the New York Times, it is a “newspaper”, which is kind of like a blog, but there are some differences. First of all, back in ancient times, such as the 1970’s, everyone didn’t write their own newspaper the way they do with blogs. Instead, big groups of people teamed up and put a bunch of blog posts together and printed them all out, then charged consumers for a copy of the printout.
I know it sounds crazy, but you have to remember that in the olden days there wasn’t such a thing as the Internet. People weren’t “connected” to one another unless they went to great lengths to be. Instead of email, there was “mail”. Instead of video chats, there was “talking”.
It’s quaint, I know, but that’s how it was done, and no one was more famous for it than the New York Times. I’m reminded of those crazy, long ago years as I scan an article posted on their web site.
Watching newspapers struggle with the new media marketplace must be like what a samurai might experience if he were forced to fight ninjas. Sure, samurai are trained, beautiful warriors with elaborate customs and elite armaments, but those things don’t mean much if someone is willing to drop from a rooftop and knife you from behind in the dark.
I’m not saying that all bloggers are ninjas; far from it. I am, however, revealing for the first time that I am a ninja. When I use the word “ninja” in this context, what I really mean is “a person with a blog and, at the moment, a head cold”. It’s not really fair to redefine words on the fly like that, but hey, this ain’t the New York Times!