Where have I gone?
To Twitter.
Blogging suddenly feels very yesterday! Don’t know if this is a temporary or permanent hiatus, but please follow me on Twitter to see what’s on my so-called mind. Thanks.
To Twitter.
Blogging suddenly feels very yesterday! Don’t know if this is a temporary or permanent hiatus, but please follow me on Twitter to see what’s on my so-called mind. Thanks.
A line from a longer blog post by San Jose State University journalism student Suzanne Yada:
Don’t teach social media tools, teach concepts behind them. Don’t teach Twitter, teach why Twitter.
I like that. Thanks, Suzanne.
NB: Suzanne’s post summarizes a panel discussion that included CUNY J-School Prof. Sandeep Junnarkar.
Brian Stelter has written two excellent pieces for today’s New York Times, and whether he intended them to be read as a pair I don’t know, but together they paint quite a picture of the state of foreign news coverage.
The first article described the real-time criticism on Twitter of CNN’s (and other cablers’) relative lack of live news coverage of the weekend’s protests in Iran. “The channels largely took the weekend off as Tehran exploded in protests after Iran’s presidential election,” reads Stelter’s lede graf, and that led “untold thousands” to use the label “CNNfail” on Twitter to vent their frustrations.
There’s a ragged-edge snippet of paper that’s been sitting on my desk for the past several weeks. It says, “All things good are simple.” I only know that I wrote it down after seeing it someplace, and I have been keeping it in plain view because it really does sum up how I feel about just about everything in life: all things good are simple; most things not-so-good are also the wrong kind of difficult.
It’s come to this: Barack Obama’s TelePrompter has started its own blog and Twitter feed. Actually, it’s pretty funny!
The Chicago Tribune earlier this week listed top executives and editors by their Twitter IDs instead of by their real names in the newspaper’s masthead.
I know this is supposed to make me feel all “wow, they get it,” but instead, it’s just making my dork! alert go off. Kind of like coming home to find the grandparents smoking pot to show they’re cool or something.