It’s bad enough that the old-media conglomerates that pay us Dadwagoneers are struggling to make it through 2009, but now Gawker warns us that a half-dozen rugrats are angling for our positions—and will probably get them.
To these kids, I say: Fine, take over. But enjoy it while it lasts. Because it won’t be long before some zygote amasses 3 billion followers on whatever network supplants Twitter and Facebook and links our brains together via some yet-to-be-invented 7.5G communications technology. Then you’ll know how I feel.
In other words:
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