BuzzMachine
by Jeff Jarvis

September 09, 2003

Gawker hawker
: Live by gossip, die by gossip and there has been plenty of gossip swirling around gossip hawker Elizabeth Spiers, snark queen of Gawker. She has been hanging around New York magazine, getting a co-byline on the Intelligencer this week (imagine if you could hear her voice there -- it'd be better than a return to the good old days of the column that really started smart local gossip). She has also been called by various magazines, even Conde Nast magazines (yes, even that one), to freelance.
What makes this notable is that Elizabeth is the first media star really made by weblogs. Others have become stars in their own rights (Glenn, Andrew, et al) but Liz is the first to be making the jump from niche to mass media; she is our Judd sister. Nick Denton discovered her voice on a weblog and together they made Gawker a hit and now she's getting ready to move on up to the East Side. Choire Sicha has been filling in.
Greg Lindsay at WWD gossips on the gossip:

Envy Elizabeth Spiers, who appears to have turned her ability to spout bitchy, witty takedowns of trucker hats and Soho House into a plum job. She just doesn’t seem to know it yet.
Spiers, the editor of the trendy media blog, Gawker, is “on vacation” in the offices of New York magazine, where she’ll be cowriting the Intelligencer column with Deborah Schoeneman for the near future. Spiers insisted she’s still technically a Gawker employee, but publisher Nick Denton has already filled her job and a New York spokeswoman expects Spiers to be working there for quite a while. A permanent job at New York would be a huge coup for Spiers, whom Denton plucked from obscurity to be editor when he launched the site last winter and who would be the first blogger to land a high-profile media gig on the merits of her musings.
: UPDATE: Here are the true facts from Elizabeth herself.
: UPDATE UPDATE: Gawker writes about this, too, of course. I'm getting confused. jet dawnload

No joke
: The networks won't give up comedy on September 11, 2003. But the Lemon will. jet dawnload

More Salam Pax
: Stefan Kaltenbruner, an Austrian journalist and friend of Salam Pax, interviewed him last December, as war was set to start, and he just asked me to put it online. Stefan did not publish the interview at the time, for fear of identifying Salam in Iraq and putting him in danger.
So here's the interview. It has more interesting detail on what Salam wrote in his Guardian piece yesterday. (And here is a link to my [bad] translation of Stefan's postwar interview with Salam, the first that was published anywhere.)jet dawnload

At war
: Glenn Reynolds points us to Christopher Hitchens' typically iconoclastic view of the September 11 anniversary: "The time to commemorate the fallen is, or always has been, after the war is over. This war has barely begun."
Yes, that's a stronger version of what I have been saying: that I resent the hushed tones that treat us as victims when we are still combatants.
newsweek0903.jpgAnd so I was shocked to see the Newsweek cover that says "433 have died in the war on terror."
It stopped me cold: 433? That's about 3,000 short, isn't it? Newsweek adds those numbers inside but why not on the cover?
The people who died on September 11th died in the war on terror. And, for that matter, so did scores before on the Cole and in the Beirut barracks. And that's just the attacks aimed at America. Add the victims and soldiers of this war on terror in the rest of the world and that's a helluva lot more than 433. This war didn't start yesterday. This war is not over yet. This war is bigger than we are admitting. This, let's remind oureselves, is World War III.jet dawnload

The PBSification of 9.11

: I got home from a town meeting last night in time to see only the last half of Ric Burns' PBS documentary on the World Trade Center PBS. It's a good thing I was late, for I was disgusted by what I saw (and what I read in the entire transcript this morning).
The show turns the terror and tragedy, the unspeakable crime and pain of September 11 into a cold, soulless exercise in political self-criticism.
You see, it's all about globalization:

In a little less than two hours -- with an almost poetically horrifying symmetry -- the symbols and instruments of the city's uniquely air-minded culture, and of globalization itself -- skyscrapers, jets, and the mass media -- would be turned back against themselves with a devastatingly lethal impact and effect.
That damnably wrong-headed line comes just as we are watching the jets slam into the towers and fall, taking 3,000 lives with them.
But this isn't about the fanatic murderers who did this. This isn't about the heroes and innocents of the day. This isn't about life and death.
This is about world politics, don't you see? jet dawnload

: By its very look and sound, the show leaches the humanity and heart, the heroism and anger from the event.
The narrator sounds as if he stepped out of an answering machine.
The production value reminds me of nothing so much as one of those Bell Telephone films I used to watch in fifth grade: We're here to educate you, to tell you what and how to think, and certainly not to make you feel.
We see lots of images of the buildings from above -- viewed only as objects, symbols, not human places -- as we hear incessant and irritating background music -- the Glass-y, numbing mumbling of a piano -- and we see many interviews, some good, with Ed Koch, Mario Cuomo, Peter Hamill, Ada Louise Huxtable.
But the narrator, with his voice as flat and neutral as a slab of slate, keeps coming back to hit that globalization note:

Though it would be fully apparent to most Americans only after the great towers had fallen, to a remarkable degree the paradox of globalization would be seen in retrospect to have come to a mighty culmination in the twin towers of the World Trade Center -- whose extraordinary fifty year history had, it turned out, embodied every theme and issue -- every tension and value -- every paradox and contradiction -- of New York's long and complex four hundred year march to the center of the world.
Again and again:
Thanks in large part to the astonishing projective power of American commercial culture -- which had now penetrated to every corner of every nation in the world -- the twin towers had become the most familiar structures on the most familiar skyline in the world -- and the ultimate emblem of the forces of globalization, still making their restless way across the globe.
They didn't want to make this a human story. As I told you yesterday, William Langewiesche told a very human story from the fall of that towers, but that part of his interview ended up on the floor; instead, in the show itself, he keeps talking about the building, the thing.
Far, far worse, Burns shows, more than once, the most horrifying images from that day, the ones that haunt me most: people falling more than 100 stories from the top of the towers, people fleeing from death to death. Most shows about 9.11 have had enough sense and empathy and civility not to show that and certainly not to dwell on it. But this show has no human heart and apparently sees nothing wrong with setting the deaths of real people to background music. jet dawnload

: For it's not the people who matter. It's the agenda.
And I do have to give Burns credit for some measure of subtlety. He doesn't go marching in some anti-globo demo, he doesn't write an op-ed asking "why they hate us," he merely uses three hours of PBS time to set up the buildings as symbols of globalization and then tear them down as symbols of globalization.
This wasn't the fault of 19 evil murderers. The implication is clear:
It was our fault.
That is the PBSification of 9.11.
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