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In the heady days of 2008, a blogger filled with confidence wrote of how his chosen medium “heralds a golden era for journalism”.Blogging, he said, was an “exhilarating literary liberation”, offering a vividness and immediacy that could not be rivalled by old-fashioned newsprint. Like taking a narcotic.”Seven years on, it seems the narcotic has worn off.That same blogger, Andrew Sullivan – the British-born, US-resident founder of the acclaimed political website The Daily Dish – announced this week that he had decided to stop blogging.After creating a million dollar-revenue company, after 15 years of helping drive the American news agenda, 51-year-old Sullivan was getting tired of the “daily, hourly, always-on-deadline stress”. If such a big beast could bow out, did this mean that blogging – the future in the Noughties – was now the past, killed by Facebook, Twitter and social media’s capacity to keep devising new “big things”?‘So I hired a Chaplin jacket and teamed it with a tie, a turned-up collar, one trouser leg shorter than the other, hobnailed boots and a cap. 'I was keen to involve other producers, something he vehemently opposed. It took many long dark nights of the soul but eventually I plucked up courage and told him I was off. But we shook hands and I thought we were parting amicably.’ Before he left Mills’s office, he doublechecked with him that he would at last be getting all the money owing to him.
I want to absorb a difficult book and walk around in my own thoughts with it…
I used to get invited on TV programmes because of my blog.
Now it’s because of what I say on Twitter.“As someone once seen as having a top-three political blog, I can’t name five individual bloggers in this country that I read with any regularity any more. Which is symptomatic of a society that has the attention span of a flea and wants everything in 140 characters.”But Kate Rose, co-founder of the London social media consultancy Rose Mc Grory, has some reservations about the “death of blogging” narrative.
Meet Gilbert O’Sullivan in the modest Victorian mansion flat where his two adult daughters live just off London’s Edgware Road and he’s the very model of understated reserve. ‘I was a big fan of Buster Keaton and Charlie Chaplin,’ he explains.
It’s why I invented the original look for my stage performances.’ Anyone who bought any of his chart-topping singles – Nothing Rhymed, Alone Again (Naturally), Get Down, Clair – at the beginning of the Seventies will recall his rather flamboyant alter ego.