Thursday, 31 August 2006

The New Republic's Open University

[X-posted from the Valve per the x-posting policy mentioned Monday (soon to be codified).]

As its illustrious competitors for “Most Prestigious Group Blog” have noted, The New Republic‘s Open University went online today.  The roster is nothing short of spectacular:

David A. Bell, David Bromwich, Daniel W. Drezner, David Greenberg, Jacob S. Hacker, Michael Kazin, Sanford Levinson, Jacob T. Levy, Darrin M. McMahon, John McWhorter, Elisa New, Steven Pinker, Eric Rauchway, Christine Stansell, Lawrence Summers, Cass R. Sunstein, Abigail Thernstrom, Ted Widmer and Alan Wolfe.

I’m not entirely sure what its establishment means for the future of academic blogging.  Does it bode well?  Does it mean academic bloggers have already “made it”?  How will these titans interact with established bloggers?  Will they participate in discussions or will they merely initiate them? 

Over the past three years, I’ve corresponded with four of its contributors; all four struck me as personable, charitable scholars willing to engage their opponents.  (A few months back, I heard Pinker was “stubborn, arrogant, uncooperative and chewed with his mouth open.” That description—sans flourish—didn’t jibe with my experience.)  What effect will having to deal with trolls, sorrowful or otherwise, have on them?  I’m as curious as I can be (without wishing it upon them).

Also, everyone should check out Eric Rauchway’s post on Deadwood.  In addition to being an exceptionally gifted historian—his Murdering McKinley: The Making of Theodore Roosevelt’s America is one of the finest books on my period (Gilded Age/Progressive Era) I’ve read to date—he has impeccable taste in links.

Aug 31, 2006 7:52:24 PM | Academia, Books, Dissertation, Evolution, Literary Journalism, Literary Theory, Literature, Philosophy, Weblogs

5 Comments

CR

Yuck. TNR.

But one thing that you notice when you look at the contributors list is the near absense of assistant professors from the mix. The sole exception is David Greenberg, who publishes widely in non-academic print venues already. I understand that it's an all-star blog, but blogging will have truly arrived, perhaps, when someone pretenure can take it up without, say, using a pseudonym, like this assistant professor.

Posted by: CR | Thursday, 31 August 2006 at 11:51 PM

Scott Eric Kaufman

Agreed. I'm considering offering myself up, pre-pre-tenure (pre-job, actually) for the inaugural "nobody who made it through the blogs." We'll see how it works out.

Posted by: Scott Eric Kaufman | Friday, 01 September 2006 at 11:38 AM

N. Pepperell

On the "how will they deal with trolling" front, I notice that commenting is restricted to paid subscribers, which should significantly minimise the problem, with the side effect of significantly narrowing the pool of potential respondents...

Posted by: N. Pepperell | Friday, 01 September 2006 at 06:03 PM

CR

Yes, that's a sneaky little tactic. Which will really kill the place as a comment blog to be sure - which is ultimately what makes for return customers at most places. Maybe this will be different?

Before I realized the deal with the comments, I kept thinking "geez - quiet around here. You'd think with all the linkage they'd be drawing some traffic..."

Scott, have you considered making people pay to comment on here?

Posted by: CR | Friday, 01 September 2006 at 09:08 PM

N. Pepperell

Gives a whole new meaning to "my two cents worth"...

Posted by: N. Pepperell | Friday, 01 September 2006 at 09:58 PM

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