What I Saw at the Revolution
We bet you thought we'd totally ignore Sunday's Times story on Nick Denton's it's not a media empire media empire because we were afraid of biting the hand that signs our paychecks, didn't you? Well, you're wrong - Nick doesn't sign the paychecks: He has Lockhart personally deliver those rolls of quarters fresh from the bank. Also, we ignored the story mainly because it's the same thing you see all the time: Evil British business genius denies that he's making money on his evil British business. Our objection to the piece was more aesthetic than anything else: Please, art directors of the world, we're begging you, make this the last fucking article about blogging where the subjects sit around with their laptops, okay? Why not try something new and interesting? Something like Denton sitting in a chair with a big waxed moustache cackling wickedly as Lockhart offers scraps of stale bread to the assembled employees. You know, something that really tells the story. Thanking you in advance, AB
