Huffington Effect
When the Huffington Post launched, I decided to give it a chance. I find myself persuing it often, ignoring the news in favor of Drudge, but looking at all the blog entries on the side (and yes, the format for the site sucks). I have, however, discovered an interesting phenomenon to my reading, something I do not experience anywhere else in the blogosphere. I only read things by people I've heard of. I am much more apt on the Post to read something by Larry David than by a "nobody." I read many other blogs, and never do I care who is behind the post (really), but with the promise of celebrity bloggers, nothing else on the post captures my interest.
Possibly becuase Arianna doesn't realize that Tim Russert is a real reporter. One who questions both sides. She seems to feel that Meet the Press should have been Gov. Dean's soapbox yesterday morning. She should stick to yoga. Just yoga. My coffee pot also does its exercise during the Sunday morning talk shows.
Possibly becuase Arianna doesn't realize that Tim Russert is a real reporter. One who questions both sides. She seems to feel that Meet the Press should have been Gov. Dean's soapbox yesterday morning. She should stick to yoga. Just yoga. My coffee pot also does its exercise during the Sunday morning talk shows.



