Self-writing joke, II (Dave W(h)iner edition)
May 8, 2005
LATER: At the after hours event John Cox was showing us his sketch book. His comment was that Dave Winer leading a conference on “Respectful Disagreement” was like a drunk leading an AA meeting.
The hissy spell he had from the Blog Nashville talk is monumental—it reminds me of children sitting at the grocer crying for their candy-for-breakfast cereal—in that it proves, yet again, that Dave Winer is really, really into himself.
His talk was about “civility” in the blogosphere, and I sorely wish I was there (I was invited to go by an e-mail buddy but I’m not financial able to) just so that I can go there and heckle him. Truth be told, DW’s personality—even that which bleeds through on his blog—is so vulnerable to heckling on the sheer scale of self-importance.
“I’m Dave Winer, dammit. Now. Be CIVIL!”
The Les Jones account, though, has more tangible first-person evidence of this, but in the interest of posting something substantial for once, I’ll go on record to say that the result of Winer’s sit-down-protest—people discussing freely without killing each other nor telling each other just how wrong they are—proves that the blogosphere will survive even when some of the most major apices of links and traffic go away. Especially the self-important ones.
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Uh, who is Dive Wiener to begin with? Anybody know this guy?
Incidents like this often make me wonder if some people have ever grown up. And well apparently some haven’t.
Trapped in the same high school halls where the jocks throw paper planes at them while they are told to lecture to the class on something that the teach thinks the student knows better.
And I don’t want to even start on what “prom night” might have been like…
And I don’t want to even start on what “prom night†might have been like…
He probably couldn’t get a date to prom
His archetype either pays for someone to go with them to the prom or stays at home wondering when he’ll be rich enough so that he can laugh at the jocks 20 years hence.
Ever seen Romy and Michele? Something like that. Only worse.
Ah, one of those types. I can picture it now.
Never seen Romy and Michelle though