One of the things I’ve talked about in the past — even though I’m firmly committed to discussing the future — is the idea that this animosity between new media journalists and old print journalists doesn’t have to exist. The older crowd has skills that can be useful in new media and we owe it to them and ourselves to help bring them up to speed.
So as I was rolling up the freeway on my commute the other day, getting treated to some Nirvana by my Pandora Oasis station (I’m on a ’90s kick) I thought of this analogy:
The print product is a CD — it’s meticulously edited so that you only hear what the creators want you to hear without all the mistakes and retakes added in. New media is a concert — it’s loud and often mistake-laden, but people seem to enjoy it more because it’s a visceral experience that they feel more a part of.
Just something I’m kicking around.