Method Journalism

With the launch of new site after new site in 2014, it’s been a fas­ci­nat­ing time to watch dig­i­tal media try to fig­ure itself out. Amid the tur­moil of dis­rup­tion, buf­feted by tech com­pa­nies’ con­trol over infor­ma­tion dis­tri­b­u­tion, but aware of new fields of pos­si­bil­ity, the past few years were filled with defend­ing legacy brands.


Redzepi presents cook­ing at Noma as a process of con­tin­ual inno­va­tion and col­lab­o­ra­tion. Actu­ally, it’s sort of intox­i­cat­ing to imag­ine work­ing there—the thought of show­ing up every day to think about the weather and the sea­sons, look­ing for inspi­ra­tion in the crates of for­est mush­rooms and live shrimp gath­ered that morn­ing by bearded fish­er­men. — See more at:

The Fine Art of Bullshit, Killed by Google

Hey, you know…” A pause while Rick searched for the words. “You know, fuckin’… Steven Tyler and Mary Tyler Moore are brother and sister.”

The song played unin­ter­rupted while those words hov­ered in the air. Five sec­onds, six sec­onds, seven sec­onds. Then four dudes erupted.

Bull fuck­ing shit.”