It took a full ten minutes, but eventually Michael Bloomberg was asked, during the off-topic portion of his press conference this morning, if he wanted to say anything about the possibility that Anthony Weiner might run to succeed him.
"No," he said. "He's got to decide whether he wants to run or not."
We're addicted to the measurability of the web, but we by no means have done everything we can to understand how those measurements should guide strategy or content for any individual site you can name, not from the outside. And we're all on the outside of every other site.
Salmon was speaking at New York Law School Tuesday morning during a panel about the global economy and the American financial press hosted by Capital and sponsored by the Association of Chartered Certified Accountants. He was joined onstage by Bloomberg reporter Edmund Lee, Quartz editor-in-chief Kevin Delaney and Capital co-founder Tom McGeveran, who moderated the half-hour discussion.
Mohney recently spent a week in Taipei reporting out a forthcoming profile on the Taiwanese video spoofsters (and Tumblr users) Next Media Animation. (If nothing else, it illustrates the type of money Tumblr is willing to sink into its nascent editorial venture.) And a human interest piece about the people responsible for mending the cracks and crevices in New York's pavement was inspired by The Daily Pothole, one of the city's 22 official Tumblr blogs. "Normally, nobody would be interested in pot-hole fillers," said Bennett.(2)
The New York Times columnisthas been elected co-chair, along with Denver Post editor Gregory Moore.(1)
Just as the criticism against Starkman died down, a woman from the audience raised her hand and launched into a wandering diatribe against Benton. Calling his Harvard-affiliated perspective “blinded” and “blinkered,” she said: “I wonder if there’s a distinct bias that comes from your community.” Starkman spoke up. “Full disclosure: That’s my wife.” The crowd gasped.(2)
Convened in honor of the spring issue of Social Research: An International Quarterly and featuring what moderator Marvin Kitman called “the most prestigious group discussing this subject on the west side of Manhattan today.” It included "Daily Show" head writer Tim Carvell, CBS News contributor Nancy Giles, and former editor of The Nation Victor Navasky.
Huffington Toast! Her blog empire grows up; A.P. win angers local pols; and 'New York Times' hits a double with the Pulitzers
The winning piece, in the National Reporting category, was a series about wounded Afghanistan veterans by David Wood, one of a line of journalistic heavyweights that have joined the website over the past year or so, and himself a previous Pulitzer finalist. HuffPosters got a hint about the breakthrough earlier this afternoon when Arianna Huffington and executive editor Tim O'Brien, who edited the Wood series, sent a note to staff asking them to " join us in the 5th floor newsroom at 3 for some good news."(1)
Our version of sensationalized, questionable journalism, Nicholas Lemann noted at the Reuter's hosted debate, is perhaps our cable television. Fox News and MSNBC, both highly polemical, have their own ways of forcing the political conversation towards one issue or another. They don’t do it behind closed doors, through bribery and phone-hacking (that we know of), but they do it through exaggeration and on-air hysterics. Molehills become mountains, and politicians often have no choice but to respond.
All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace (2011), is among ten of BBC documentarian Adam Curtis’ films (made from 1989 to 2011) on view now at e-flux in their show The Desperate Edge of Now. As he narrates tales of failed financial markets, cybernetic utopias, or Randian heroes, the rapid-fire imagery somehow comes to make sense as a complicated, chaotic whole.
Djuna Barnes' long and varied career, in which her worked ranged from news and illustration to plays and novels, was kicked off working at various New York newspapers. This exhibit focuses on just one small sliver of her career, but the works hint at the confident and experimental artist she would become.
Helen Gurley Brown, the 89-year-old former long-time editor of Cosmopolitan, has written a $30 million joint check to Columbia's Graduate School of Journalism and Stanford University’s School of Engineering to establish an institute in her name and the name of her late husband, David Brown, who graduated from both schools.
For Tim Hetherington's close friend and 'Restrepo' subjects, mounting a South Bronx gallery show of the late photographer's work becomes a tribute
If Hetherington were still alive he likely would have been working on the exhibition, too. He and Michael Kamber had been kicking around the idea of opening some sort of gallery-cum-educational center for some time ago. Then, in 2010, after spending a few years bouncing back and forth on assignment for the Times, including stints in Bagdhad and Kabul, Kamber was back in New York.
He was riding around the South Bronx on his 2003 Triumph Bonneville motorcycle one day when he noticed a for-sale sign on the fire escape of a four-story apartment building in Melrose with an empty storefront on the first floor. It was said to have been a meeting house in the late 1800s. It was an impressive structure even then, with its red-brick facade and mansard roof in gray shingle, dormer and oriel windows and a neat, vintage white-trimmed storefront of large glass panes. Upstairs, all three apartments had been gutted and renovated. The ground-level storefront was well-suited for a gallery. He made an offer.
Here's a short play, set in 1997:
Scene: Journalist, applying for a job, is seated across a table at a moderately priced Italian restaurant from an editor who's just taken over the Arts and Entertainment section of a respected national publication.
Journalist: The thing is, I really admire all your writers—but I mostly write about the downtown music scene, and I've never really seen more than little 200-word squibs about that stuff in Publication X.
On a cool, stubbornly sunny evening in April 2007 I was standing outside the Loews Theater on 34th Street, a dark suit and a Liberty tie sewn tightly around me, my wife Elizabeth, dressed more confidently in a jewel-toned column. The movie actor John Cho of Harold and Kumar fame and more recently of the revised Star Trek franchise stood next to me, along with an equally beautifully made-up gaggle surrounding us.