My so-called photo
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This post on my Anderson Cooper entry is just the latest in a string of responses I've received about the photo on this blog -- more specifically on my angled head, expression in my eyes etc. Some are flattering, others are not, as in this case:
Your comment makes it open season on contrived pictures of posers. I've often found your articles poignant, but at other times rather pissy. This may be good for the edgy needs of writing online, but doesn't do much for journalism.
Let's take a glance at your picture.
A cocked head showing consideration, a slight squinting to stress a keen perceptual faculty, and almost a smile, but for it being held firmly back... and nothing says self absorbed as much as a face consuming an entire frame.
- In your face
I think this is a good time to share the rest of the photo, out of which my face has been carefully cropped so as to exclude both the dog and my rather picturesque bathroom. My request to post a less-excised version of the photo -- taken specially for the blog so as to include my furry bundle of joy -- was rightly dismissed as a case of maternal love gone mad.
So what my pose/expression really says is: one: my knees are hurting; two: Gauss better be looking at the camera; three, shit, I forgot about the towel in the background.
My apologies for disappointing those with more profound theories about this photo, both flattering and otherwise.
P.S: This is also a good time to point out that blogs are not journalism -- except in the narrowest sense of "opinion journalism." Those coming to this blog in search of journalism in any traditional sense of the word will be sorely disappointed. I would use that word only for the articles I've written over the years for AlterNet, In These Times, Village Voice, Wired News etc. This is a blog that points you to the work of other journalists -- hopefully with humor, passion, and more rarely, insight.