Category Archives: Dead Tree Zone

Only One Printing Available Before Christmas!

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Order your copy of Paranoid Nation: The Real Story of the Fight For The 2008 Election now, because there will be only ONE printing available before Christmas. And you sure don’t want the paranoid political junkies on your shopping list to be left-out. Then they’ll, of course, blame you for everything whacked in their life!

Pre-order from Amazon here now. Or click-on the above photo. Video to tell you all about what you’ll find in the book is here.

HINT: Paranoid Nation is full of great political news, gossip, and poll analysis. My personal fave is a whole new story about Zell Miller I assure you you’ve NEVER heard before! Perfect for regaling folk at that office Christmas party with. If your office is having a Christmas party this year that is. If not, think of that old dude on the bar stool next to you. He’ll surely appreciate a good Zell Miller tale for Christmas.

And yes folks, you have been reading a WaySouth Media, Inc. promotion.

Atlanta Woman Returns To Elisabeth Marchant

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Atlanta magazine publishing mogul, Elisabeth Marchant, returns to print’s Atlanta Woman magazine, after Marchant’s long stint in the broadband video realm at Atlanta-based Multicast Media.

This will be an interesting move to watch, as we should be able to judge just how commmitted, or not, Atanta’s traditional print offerings will be to adapting to (or not) the online mileau in this broadband video-rich enviro.

While us indie v-loggers are surely the fiercest, most warrior-like of the video tribes, the Blackfeet of the Internets if you will, Multicast Media represents a tricked-out trading post kinda place to cut the best cash deals with the paleface…. as Multicast will relieve any Indian of his precious cash to “allow” a tribe to place their own video on their own website. We, the video-enabled live-free-or-die blogger types, know full well it’s all DIY… free too if you want it to be.

Biut I diverge… meanwhile, back at the print ranch, Marchant is clearly one of those “bold and dynamic” leaders Atlanta businesswomen are always clicking about in silly heels while busily organizing event stuff as a platform to write an old-school press release and fax it to “the media,” then give each other awards and publically declare each other, in some makes me wanna fidget power-suited, stuffy & formal & stagey, Oprah-wanna-be environment, yet another one of those “dynamic leaders” and “terrific giver-backer” types. 

What sets Marchant apart from Atlanta’s shoulder-padded, PR-mindful herd is that she actually is a dynamic leader with hardcore multimedia publishing chops to go with any glitter dusted on any award out there. In other words, Marchant has the capability to leave the pink corporate reservation any time she damn well feels like it.

AJC Gasps For Audience

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While reading through the exhaustive 8K+ word biopic on AJC’s publisher Julia Wallace in Atlanta Magazine, I was struck by the use of the word “reader” throughout the lengthy piece. As in, “Readers are abandoning newspapers in droves. Where the bottom is, nobody knows.”

Let’s look at the definition of that word, READER:

1. One that reads.

2. One who publicly recites literary works.
3.
a. A person employed by a publisher to read and evaluate manuscripts.
b. One who corrects printers’ proofs; a proofreader.
4. A teaching assistant who reads and grades examination papers.
5. Chiefly British A university teacher, especially one ranking next below a professor.
6.

a. A textbook of reading exercises.
b. An anthology, especially a literary anthology.
7. A layperson or minor cleric who recites lessons or prayers in church services.

As someone who almost lives and breathes in the online milieu, I rarely encounter the word “reader” much outside of a brick-n-mortar bookstore. Even that cool new book downloader is devoid of the word “reader” as it was branded a “Kindle.” Rather, in an online environment, the presence formerly known as “reader” has morphed to become a socially-driven network known as “the audience.”

So I ran the whole 8K beefy enchilada written by Steve Fennessey through a “Word Find” document function, searching for the word “audience” in his article about Julia, but found not one single incident anywhere, from him or from Ms. Wallace’s lips. That then prompted me to seek a formal definition of the word AUDIENCE:

1.
a. The spectators or listeners assembled at a performance, for example, or attracted by a radio or television program.
b. The readership for printed matter, as for a book.
2. A body of adherents; a following: The tenor expanded his audience by recording popular songs as well as opera.
3. A formal hearing, as with a religious or state dignitary.
4. An opportunity to be heard or to express one’s views.
5. The act of hearing or attending.

And wow… #4 really stood out, as that’s what creating and consuming media in the online milieu is all about. So note the, ahem, old-school style and passivity inherent in the definition of “reader.” Then compare it to the meaning of the interactive implication of an “audience.”

Also note that no baby was thrown out with the bathwater when considering the acquisition of an “audience,” as item 1-b  just above also incorporates that, aging demo I’m afraid, “reader.”

So you tell me which word will be driving the creation and the consumption of news media products from here on out.   

“Read This Crappy Magazine Or Four Reporters Die!”

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ROFL, as the above title was the kick-off comment after a short article in the New York Observer about how key print editors have been reduced to begging for their audience (online version of NYO of course, as we all know how hard it is to interact with a dead tree) :

“Look, I need you,” said (Newsweek editor) Mr. Meacham. “And I need—I’ve got people out there risking their lives right now. The Economist is not, by the way …” He changed tack again. “I’ve got four people in Baghdad who could be killed at any moment who are trying to tell the truth the best they can of that story. We have people in 13 different countries. We have a guy in Afghanistan who has Taliban sources who the federal government has asked about because we have better intelligence than government does—he’s risking his life.”

Granted, I’d not want to face the graduate department of the Columbia J-School, where this inglorious exchange took place as I cannot imagine a more pompous, elitist-grown crowd on the planet. Full story here, but the Comments section is the best part.

Interestingly enough, Newsweek isn’t really so awful as the young guns at Columbia J-School make it out to be. (And doesn’t their attitude kinda remind you of a similar attitude, say one belonging to a special-needs local scribbler at a fading “alt” paper around Atlanta who firmly believes he’s God’s gift to journalism too? As if such little yappy wankers could stand a moment of hard news coverage in a place like… Iraq. Hell, Special Needs Scribbler from the ATL couldn’t cover a tornado aftermath scene in Rome, GA without whining to his creepy boss about how hard it was, but I diverge…)

After all, Newsweek was hot on the trail of the McCain lobby-ette eruption story too; the NYTimes just beat ’em to the punch. As one commenteer said about Newsweek, “try re-branding.” Works like a charm, eh? Let’s “re-brand” Iraq while we’re at it. Maybe send over Caren West to re-decorate stuff.  It’s a Re Re Re kinda world.

The Sunday Hustle

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I picked-up a The Sunday Paper now on stands, the one with a glaring cover that promised, finally, a localized and intriguing story: “Hustler Scandal.” Turns out it was all just a tease.

And a tease that required one of those pesky “full disclosures” from TSP. The verbage “Hustler Scandal” was merely a built-to-order cover story about a splashy case that The Sunday Paper’s own attorney, S. Derek Bauer, just happens to be working on too. Convenient, eh? From the online version of TSP:

Hustler a news outlet? That’s news to most of us, who view the magazine as, at best, an amateur cheat sheet for gynecological exams. Doesn’t matter, says Hustler’s attorney in the suit, S. Derek Bauer. Bauer says he usually represents more mainstream news outlets. (In fact, he represents The Sunday Paper in intellectual property matters.) He took Hustler’s case, he says, because the magazine has a right to publish news stories just as much as any other publication.

In the TSP print version, the above sentence reads, “In fact – full disclosure – he (Bauer) represents The Sunday Paper in intellectual property matters.” The words full disclosure were jettisoned from the online version of the story as it’s real easy to go in and make such an edit, of course.

Has TSP not gone down this road before, with columnist Caren West not disclosing the whipping-up of fluffy columns that, tee hee, highlighted clients who decorated stuff and put her on their payroll?

The fact that Hustler magazine recently published, legally apparently, nude photos lifted from a videotape of Nancy Benoit is a great way to sell… well, more copies of Hustler I suppose. But turns out that TSP also had to disclose that the (March) Hustler issue containing the nude photos isn’t even still on newsstands!

Given that the weird Nancy Benoit backstory is a terrific feature story perfectly capable of editorial gravitas all on its own merit, especially at the hands of a capable writer like Josh Clark, I just wonder…. is there no kitty-litter rag in this entire town that can dish-up just one juicy scandal the right way? Or are they just too busy schilling for an associate’s agenda that they dilute and subvert good stories in the process of doing so?

Talk about a gaping media void.

Yet More Welcomes To The Blogosphere

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Tribune Co. to hack away more newspaper jobs. Story here.