I’ve been telling Krucoff to do this for the better part of three years.
Young Manhattanite is finally dead, and nobody noticed, which is the only way it could’ve gone out.
I mean, I noticed, in all fairness, I just didn’t think it merited a reblog just to say “and nothing of value was lost.”
I hesitated to even comment on this because it’s all so stupid and pointless, but I felt compelled as someone who 1. has a login (“has” because Young Manhattanite is still live), and 2. considers Krucoff to be one of his best friends and a wonderful human. The blog is generally considered to be “toxic” or something, which is ridiculous, as it was, obviously, a collective of people all writing under one slightly anonymous username. People in the know generally can figure out who responsible for which posts, and while I generally didn’t write on it that much, I mostly used it to write in the style of Krucoff because everyone not in the know just assumed he was responsible for all of it (and that’s part of the fun). But just one recent example is this wonderful post about the Chicago teachers strike, which is probably better than anything written by anyone in New York on Tumblr or otherwise, and since Young Manhattanite has an audience and a following, it makes sense for it to be there rather than on someone’s personal blog.
Someone once told me when I was bitching about the stress of running a website that she used to feel the same thing when she was an editor herself, but ultimately realized it didn’t matter. “It’s just a fuckin’ blog,” she told me. And yes, it’s true. The same thing goes for my personal site, Langer’s blog, and Young Manhattanite. None of us are changing the fucking world here, but to suggest that one of us is doing something more valuable than the other is stupidly and embarrassingly presumptuous.
(My apologies for anyone reading this who is not part of the circle jerk of the New York blogging world. And my apologies to anyone who rightly doesn’t give a shit.)