I wanted to write a quick newsletter on the recent death of Gawker 2.0. For starters, I did not read the original Gawker before the resurrection of the site 18 months ago. I knew of Gawker, I was privy to Gawker, I knew vaguely about the Hulk Hogan lawsuit that would eventually be the site’s demise. But it wasn’t the sort of stuff that I read. It’s heyday took place through most of my very young life through adolescence, then ceasing when I was still in college. When it came to celebrity gossip, admittedly I was a Perez Hilton reader around the evil and wicked ages of 12-15. After that, I mostly just started reading the movie reviews in the Philadelphia Inquirer — like, the actual physical newspaper that my dad would lay out on our kitchen table — and it didn’t go much beyond that until after Gawker 1.0 had shut down in the mid-2010s.
Requiem for Gawker Redux
Requiem for Gawker Redux
Requiem for Gawker Redux
I wanted to write a quick newsletter on the recent death of Gawker 2.0. For starters, I did not read the original Gawker before the resurrection of the site 18 months ago. I knew of Gawker, I was privy to Gawker, I knew vaguely about the Hulk Hogan lawsuit that would eventually be the site’s demise. But it wasn’t the sort of stuff that I read. It’s heyday took place through most of my very young life through adolescence, then ceasing when I was still in college. When it came to celebrity gossip, admittedly I was a Perez Hilton reader around the evil and wicked ages of 12-15. After that, I mostly just started reading the movie reviews in the Philadelphia Inquirer — like, the actual physical newspaper that my dad would lay out on our kitchen table — and it didn’t go much beyond that until after Gawker 1.0 had shut down in the mid-2010s.