— Commenting on the mud-wrestling between warbloggers and the Font Kiddiez, WarLog: World War III by Jeff Jarvis says:
Nick Denton calls the feud developing between pioneer bloggers and warbloggers.
It’s a simple case of the pioneers being jealous of the attention the newcomers are getting.
Jeff’s right about the jealousy part, wrong about who the pioneers are. Among the Warbloggers we have several who’ve been logging news, culture, and politics on the web longer than Font Kiddiez Kottke, Winer, Blood, Searls, and Nutmeg: they would include Ken Layne and Bill Quick (since 1995), Tim Blair, Matt Welch, Emmanuelle Richard, Ed Mazza, Jason Ross, and Tony Pierce (since 1997), as well as yours truly, class of 1994. Jealous, yes; pioneers, no. But the Font Kiddiez have spent an awful lot of time and energy proclaiming the fiction that they invented weg logs, on Dave Winer’s web site, in Rebecca Blood’s forthcoming conspiracy book, and on Denton’s web site:
People like Doc Searls and Meg Hourihan are to the weblog as Oppenheimer and von Neumann were to the A-bomb. Gentle souls whose creation will be used by others more ruthless.
I suspect that Denton knows better, but likes to stir up the shit so he can sit back and enjoy the show; Winer, Blood, and Hourihan have a different set of issues.
Update: this snarky post by Font Kiddy Matt Haughey lays bare the confusion:
The original post that brought it up, though heavily exaggerated, doesn’t sound like the book will really cover blogger’s views of September 11, nor communicate the great power of weblogs and the good things they did for a lot of people that day.
See, Matt, the purpose of the book isn’t to rustle up some business for Jason, Dave, and Ev — it’s to bring some excellent expressions of human reaction to tragedy to a larger audience than the weblog-reading public. If you weren’t such a brat, you’d already know that.
I suspect that what the Font Kiddiez have in mind is something like their book, The Cluetrain Manifesto, basically a Unabomber-with-a-modem melange of brainlessness trying to look brainy. Think Al Gore drunk and you get the picture.