“We’ll do it for you,” say Larry, Sergey, and Eric, and it will all be free! Now Larry, Sergey, and Eric are billionaires, while the average writer and teacher can barely make ends meet.
Thus proceeds the infantilization of the American public, hooked more than ever on superficial, unchecked information sometimes rewritten from more reliable, though uncredited sources. It’s no coincidence that Google, Yahoo!, Bing, and Yelp sound like toddler gibberish from the Teletubbies.
Whenever I hear these silly corporate names invoked with sanctimonious awe, I imagine Dipsy, Laa-Laa, Po, and Tinky-Winky singing their hit single “Teletubbies say ‘Eh-oh’ ” as they shake the change out of some two-year-old’s pocket. Come to think of it, Eric Schmidt’s new playmate, the North Korean dictator Kim Jong Un, bears a more than superficial resemblance to Po.
Where will it end, as the dumbing down of America accelerates and Google becomes ever more dominant? […]
The whole thing reads as if it were tapped out on his Underwood portable after a few double bourbons, copy edited with a sharp #2, and handed to some hapless intern to “typeset”.
I value Harper’s, the New York Times and other media outlets struggling with the death of print, and wish them well. But I’d be a lot more sympathetic if I didn’t believe that most of their publishers had the same arrogant, clueless mentality as this jerk. Reading his rant, it’s as if A. Birch Steen, the fictitious, curmudgeonly public editor of the Seattle Stranger has come to life.