August 07, 2007
Oh, the lengths to which I will go to bring you, dear reader, some original, first-person reporting. I'm outside in downtown Chattanooga during a heat wave that has us on "orange" alert — and I just brushed some kind of spider off my neck.
Actually, under the Waterhouse Pavilion's vaulted ceiling and with the help of a few spinning fans, the atmosphere is bearable. It's muggy, though.
The space is sparsely populated with downtown lunch-eaters in this weather, but it remains an excellent resource for people-watching. I just saw a woman walk by pushing a triple stroller carrying three adorable little ones. The pavilion shades a homeless woman, a few idly rich folks, and the regular mixture of millennials and Gen-Xers who, from 8-5 anyway, rent their souls to the city's larger employers.
No, that crack about "original, first-person reporting" has to do with all of the hullabaloo over in Nashville between bloggers who aren't employed by newspapers and newspaper employees who blog. Now it has spread to Knoxville as well; and, by the way, I'm halfway considering taking Silence up on his offer.
Look, I like "the MSM," and depend on "the MSM" for most of my content here. I think it is clear that most of us, bloggers and journalists alike, hope for a public that is more, and more accurately, informed. Maybe the heat is just getting to some of us a little bit, and when we all cool off, we'll all just get along. But then again, maybe not.
Sunday Drive | By joe lance | 12:20 PM