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Redefining Blogging?


Per usual, Anna Wintour’s right. According to Page Six, “They are expanding the Vogue Web site and getting more involved with the Internet. But Anna hates the word ‘blog’ so much, she refuses to call anything on her site a blog and has charged her staff with coming up with a new word that isn’t as garish-sounding. She wants it ASAP – in time for launch.” You know, it’s true, the word “blog” is awkward and totally unglamorous, and the only word more annoying is “blogosphere.”

Someone inside Vogue wanted to clarify: “Anna just doesn’t want people to refer to stories as blogs, because they’re not. It’s an improper use of the word.”

That’s so true; nothing annoys me more than people who are like “Oh, yes, I wrote a blog this morning, and I’m going to write another one tonight.” (Actually, that’s not true; Sanjaya Malakar annoys me more.) No no no. They’re blog entries or posts or something. The “blog” is the entire entity, not what composes it.

I really hope that Anna has, in fact, tasked her staff with coming up with a new, hip word for “blog.” Anyone have any ideas for a next-gen term for “blog?”

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