Shout Out from The Nation

Future Majority got a shout out from Sam Graham-Felsen on The Notion, one of the blogs hosted by The Nation. Sam is making some great points about youth representation in the media. Check it out.

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Indeed

The contemporary political discourse is almost completely without credible youth voices. Yglesias is my age, but he writes for the 40+ crowd that runs the game in Washington. Ditto Ezra Klein. And neither of them are even real media figures: they’re just bloggers.

I think our political culture is developing largely outside the traditional media, which is both a challenge (for recognition, for reach), but also an enormous advantage.

not hard to see why...

droller sent me a link to this great article that sums up what’s wrong with the mainstream media pretty well…

young people are smart to lean more towards independent media. I think we can find plenty of great young voices running their own blogs.

Late to the Party

It’s not just that Yglesias doesn’t write for his age group, its that he’s so detatched from them he can write something like this:

http://www.matthewyglesias.com/archi…

And not really get what the problem is. I want to shake him vigorously and ask to take his pulse, because I’m 90% sure he’s a cyborg.

Nobody seems to bring up Alex Pareene at Wonkette, who’s in his early twenties, edits one of the most popular political sites on the interweb, and if Gawker Media’s ad numbers are to believed, draws almost 60% of their 700,000k hits a month from people 21-34.

It is all about approach and entertainment value. Not everybody wants to be clubbed to death with their responsibility to the political system, or a twelve paragraph debunking of whatever fucking nonsense is passing for The Wisdom at the National Review this morning.

wanker

wanker … Yglesias that is. Never heard of the other guy … I have a visceral loathing for wonkette leftover from the Ana Marie Cox days.

Every time I read Yglesias

Every time I read Yglesias I flash back to this drunk memory of the kid looking a little lost, standing alone outside that blogger dinner in DC in the rain while I was getting into a cab with some people who were headed in the general direction of Alston. Some down-home organizers from the D-trip, I think. I thought: bubble boy.