The Numbers Guy at the WSJ does the math on blogs

The Numbers Guy at the WSJ does the math on blogs: Bottom line, there’s a lot, but nobody knows, but who cares: we’re getting close to a point where how many there are will be irrelevant. No one asks, “how many websites are there?” anymore. They won’t do that about blogs soon, either. (Which, I guess is what that USA Today writer was really saying when he said that interest in weblogs is going to chill. It’s hard to keep considering something a phenomena when it becomes as pervasive as air.)

(via: MediaDrop)

  • kpaul

    here’s another Python sketch for Maney. guess which part is played by mainstream media…

    here’s another Python sketch for Maney. guess which role ‘mainstream media’ plays…

    Scene 4

    [typing sounds]

    [Black Knight defeats a worthless-piece-of-crap-blogger]

    ARTHUR: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir knight.


    I am Arthur, King of the Bloggers. [pause]

    I seek the finest and the bravest bloggers in the land to join me in my Court of Camelot. [pause]

    You have proved yourself worthy; will you join me? [pause]

    You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.

    BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.

    ARTHUR: What?

    BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.

    ARTHUR: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir knight, but I must cross this bridge.

    BLACK KNIGHT: Then you shall die.

    ARTHUR: I command you as King of the Britons to stand aside!

    BLACK KNIGHT: I move for no man.

    ARTHUR: So be it!


    [parry thrust]

    [ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT’s left arm off]

    ARTHUR: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.

    BLACK KNIGHT: ‘Tis but a scratch.

    ARTHUR: A scratch? Your arm’s off!

    BLACK KNIGHT: No, it isn’t.

    ARTHUR: Well, what’s that then?

    BLACK KNIGHT: I’ve had worse.

    ARTHUR: You liar!

    BLACK KNIGHT: Come on you pansy!


    [parry thrust]

    [ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT’s right arm off]

    ARTHUR: Victory is mine!


    We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc-

    [Black Knight kicks Arthur in the head while he is praying]

    BLACK KNIGHT: Come on then.

    ARTHUR: What?

    BLACK KNIGHT: Have at you!

    ARTHUR: You are indeed brave, Sir knight, but the fight is mine.

    BLACK KNIGHT: Oh, had enough, eh?

    ARTHUR: Look, you stupid bastard, you’ve got no arms left.

    BLACK KNIGHT: Yes I have.

    ARTHUR: Look!

    BLACK KNIGHT: Just a flesh wound.

    [Headbutts Arthur in the chest]

    ARTHUR: Look, stop that.

    BLACK KNIGHT: Chicken! Chicken!

    ARTHUR: Look, I’ll have your leg. Right!


    [ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT’s leg off]

    BLACK KNIGHT: Right, I’ll do you for that!

    ARTHUR: You’ll what?

    BLACK KNIGHT: Come ‘ere!

    ARTHUR: What are you going to do, bleed on me?

    BLACK KNIGHT: I’m invincible!

    ARTHUR: You’re a loony.

    BLACK KNIGHT: The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on then.


    [ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT’s other leg off]

    BLACK KNIGHT: All right; we’ll call it a draw.

    ARTHUR: Come, Patsy.

    BLACK KNIGHT: Oh, oh, I see, running away then. You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what’s coming to you. I’ll bite your legs off!

    — — — — — — –

    Viva La Revolution!

  • Donny

    Thank you for the info!