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)

2 thoughts on “The Numbers Guy at the WSJ does the math on blogs

  1. 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!

Comments are closed.