The End of Innocence and Making It Big: The NYTimes spins yet another lost girl tale of innocence, regret and discreetly hot sex
Despite the provocative photo (and the big ass tattoo), the cover essay in the Sunday New York Times Magazine starts sweetly enough.
Like a proper miss in a Jane Austen novel, editor and writer Emily Gould describes how back in 2006, she is happy in her cozy circle in Brooklyn, dreaming big dreams in a little world and blogging sweet stories of puppies and unicorns (okay, not really).
“Back in 2006, when I was 24, my life was cozy and safe. I had just been promoted to associate editor at the publishing house where I’d been working since I graduated from college, and I was living with my boyfriend, Henry, and two cats in a grubby but spacious two-bedroom apartment in Greenpoint, Brooklyn,” Gould writes, but the rest of her story, all 8,000 words of it, is a drawn out and oddly detailed story of her ascent to success as the co-editor at Gawker, the immensely popular pop culture and snark blog that seems a strange and somewhat sensationalistic choice for the NYTimes Magazine.
You see, the game in this story, like it so often is in the media, is shame and repentance, with the pretty maid, lower lip trembling, visibly upset. By 2007, you see, things were not so rosy. As Gould tells it, while she was experiencing great visibility and perhaps success at Gawker, she also began to experience an uncomfortable degree of anxiety and even panic attacks as she, ever more visible, pandered to the crowd by playing on her sexuality, whoring out her dating life, and transforming herself into an ambitious snark-mistress hottie/link whore.
Enter regret, soon to be followed by remorse.
You see, while the innocent reader might think Gould was trying to trade on her notoriety and success in the form of a TV show, book deal, editorship or some other of the spoils that previous Nick-Denton-touched writers like Jessica Coen, Elizabeth Spiers, and Choire Sicha had achieved, she’s writing this long article and painstakingly detailed article to share the reality that her own behavior—what she dubbed “oversharing”--was making her literally sick. Sick to her stomach, sick of writing, sick of life.
Writing about the end of this era, when she’d left Gawker, but was still trading on her personal life to get attention, and yet growing increasingly uncomfortable with her ways, Gould writes: “I slumped to the kitchen floor and lay there in the fetal position. I didn’t want to exist. I had made my existence so public in such a strange way, and I wanted to take it all back, but in order to do that I’d have to destroy the entire Internet. If only I could! Google, YouTube, Gawker, Facebook, WordPress, all gone. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed for an electromagnetic storm that would cancel out every mistake I’d ever made. “
Poor Emily Gould! And lucky New York Times Magazine!
Is there truly any less foolproof way to sell the Sunday issue that to get huge viral buzz from a damsel in distress story played out in that most modern of locales, the blogsphere?
Call it cynical on my part, but I can just see current NYTMag editor Gerald Marzorati looking back over the upper-middle class waif stories (and media sensations) of Joyce Maynard and later Elizabeth Wurtzel and wondering if Emily Gould’s sob story of error and reform would generate the same page views and buzz those two highly manufactured heroines achieved.
While much of the media criticism and the consumer comments have focused on Gould’s narcissism and opportunistic use of her beauty, sexuality and position, and the aggressive marketing of her subsequent prettily teared up regret, no one has talked much about the cold-blooded cynicism of the Times in assigning and publishing what is just the latest incarnation in an ongoing series of sensational stories by attractive young women who struggle.
Reading Gould’s accounts of trading online barbs with a former boyfriend (who outed their relationship in a much-discussed piece in the NYPost), I am reminded of nothing so much as articles the New York Times Magazine had previously published--notably Joyce Maynard’s revelations that she wrote to JD Salinger, went to his farmhouse and then spent some time as his much younger sweetie, and Elizabeth Wurtzel’s revelations of her life as a suicidally depressed Harvard hottie and girl about town.
As a blogger who has long been interested in issues of privacy and identity, and as a writer about sexuality and relationships who has sometimes had a difficult time managing privacy in talking about my own life (and respecting others’ desire not to be portrayed), there’s no way I can’t spark to this essay, and feel respect and compassion for Gould’s struggles. And yet, at the same time, as a person with some life experience and history, I also can’t help feeling that running this story amounts to some editor at the Times taking a calculated, sensationalistic assessment of Gould’s looks and persona and deciding to put that kettle to boil as a way to make the paper of record seem hipper, more relevant, and a place where buzz happens (yellow journalism be damned.)
Or, to put it another way, as much as I am uncomfortable with the ways these writers describe how each of them acted in the pursuit of fame, fortune, audience and approval, I am more uncomfortable with the Times’ consistent publication of stories—like Emily Gould’s—that pretend to discuss high brow issues, but are really just sensationalist reads that give Sunday magazine readers a chance to be sexually titillated voyeurs.
Given that half the known universe has read this piece, what are your thoughts on it? In particular, can you please share your views on whether or not Gould is crying wolf one more time, whether you scorn her behavior or feel compassion as she regrets her mistakes, and whether you feel white middle class privilege is central here in that she’s pretty, privileged and talking about her love life?
Comments, please!
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There’s a ton of commentary in the blogosphere on Gould’s piece, including the following, all worth a read. Here’s a bit to check out:
Gawker: We are all Emilys
Commentators Cassandra and TheDismal Science, elegantly debate whether Emily Gould’s self-obsession reflects her own personality or her entire generation’s narcissism.
“ And none of this is as bad as the fact that her writing, initially, seemed genuine, raw, and destined for something larger. Instead, she's already hooker her perpetual media motion device meager dark energy of her "persona" and doesn't seem to be concerned that, absent intervention, the height of her journalism career might be the time she dueled her ex-boyfriend's article with her own.
Huffington Post, Rachael Sklar, Emily Gould, New Gloss on an Old Story
“It's the NYT's call, to be sure, but I can't help thinking they got snowed; it's the third magazine piece on Gawker, and the second on the star-cross'd Gould-Stein hookup.”
Illuminea, Miriam Schwab: Emily Gould, Gawker, and privacy vs. publicity on the web
“Her piece is fascinating and disturbing, and raises a lot of questions about the boundaries we set up and break down between our real-life identities, and those of our online personas.”
sweet rickey: a line in the sand
“Can't we use the internet as a tool of our own self-defense, to build a presence and image that is under our control, rather than having it only be used as a weapon against us, to steal or manipulate our identities? Like it or not, privacy is being redefined in the 21st century, and having a controlled internet presence which represents you and can be referred to as a tool is one way to use the technology in a constructive, rather than destructive way.”
Erica Perez: Fish out of water--NYT story on blogging, overexposure and, well, the world today
“The comments were the most interesting part. By Wednesday evening when I read the story, it had more than 800 comments, 90% of which were scathing, criticizing Gould for being a narcissist, an idiot, a bad writer and a horrible person, and taking the NYT to task for running the story so prominently when, for example, people are suffering in China and Iraq.”
Megan’s minute: Emily Gould: A Blogger More Than Exposed
“ But what I didn't get was a genuine sense of where she was in the world and what her aspirations might be based on the experiences in those ten pages.”
Megan McArdle, asymmetrical information: the saga of Emily gould
“Gawker both expanded her horizons and terribly limited them; from the perch of her overflowing inbox, she could see everything in the world (or at least Manhattan). Yet quickly enough she became the only thing she cared about within it. The entire city of New York mattered only insofar as it was a reflection of Emily.”
Green Sparrow Knits: If you have the strength….
“Why in the name of all that’s sacred, would a responsible adult, who has already damaged a relationship by blogging, do the very same thing over again? It’s refusing to learn, and that I do not have sympathy for, no matter how melodramatically it is phrased.”
Woman of experience: The online Hotel California
“The panic attacks became more frequent and the poor thing 'lost the will to blog' - a phrase for our self-obsessed times if ever there was one. Unfortunately she hadn't lost the will to write: somewhow this deeply damaged young woman, living on a knife edge, managed to come up with 8,000 words for the New York Times for which we can only admire her courage and fortitude.”
Cherries on Top:Emily Gould, SuperBlogger: A Cautionary Tale
“But I’d shrivel up with embarrassment if I knew that certain family members, co-workers, random acquaintances and any stray cyber stalkers had a direct line into my day-to-day life, loves, prejudices, foibles and spasmodic idiocy. I certainly wouldn’t e-mail a childhood classmate, as Emily Gould reportedly did, stating, I started a blog about my sexual exploits.”
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Hi Susan
too funny or sad - not sure which -
Professor Kim Pearson and I have been going back and forth on this - we are NOT happy campers:
Here's Kims post
Here's mine.
I'll add yours to mine too.
We have the WaPo complaining that they don't have enough women to fill the oped pages but there's the NYT paying Gould $15,000 for what?
Sorry - I am very sorry - I just had to write it. I know - bad me. My bad. Whatever. I'm not happy. :)
Jill
Writes Like She Talks
$15,000?!?!
Seriously? That is how much they paid for that? Now I am truly depressed.
Suzanne Reisman, Contributing Editor - Feminism & Gender
Campaign for Unshaved Snatch (CUSS) & Other Rants
I know
Professor Kim caught that tidbit in the Globe and Mail. But I was told that that's actually on the low end for the NYT Mag. :)
Jill
Writes Like She Talks
I've had an electronic
I've had an electronic journal of some form or another since just before 9/11. During that time, I've generally posted a minimum of five days a week.
When my ex departed our marriage after eight years, my urge to blog it was no less than when things were going well in my life. I blog because it's a part of me. It's one of the ways I process my life. It's how I find the bright side of things. It's where I seek commiseration. It's a record of my life.
All that said, I think you have to accept that there are risks inherent in blogging. Being famous. Not being famous. Being ripped into. Being ignored. All depends on what you hope to get out of it, and if you're doing it hoping to get something external out of it.
(FINALLY!) In response to this. I think it's absurd to bemoan the exposure of your private life when you make the choice to publish it. Clearly, it's no longer private. You've made it a matter of public record. You chose it. Not just once, but for most of us, at least a few times a week. If you get sick of it, you stop. You don't start publically complaining about it, you know?
This is quite different than the stalkerazzi phenomenon for stars, I think. While they take on the career knowing it's inherent risks, I don't think that means they've volunteered to be completely public figures. When you blog about your life, you are de facto volunteering the information yourself.
Thing is, I think there are simple principles to follow. If you don't want to share it with the world, don't put it out there. And if you're going to talk about things that are personal in a public forum, be prepared for any and all possible backlash.
If it's not something you would say to someone's face (if you're talking about others), then don't put it out there.
Seems simple enough.
The real victim here...
...was Gould's ex, Henry. I felt so badly for him. He never asked for this life, and seemed to want privacy, but his mere association with Gould made him the poor wretch who got cheated on AND exposed.
Out of curiousity I checked out the Larry King episode Gold references and felt badly for her, despite the right comeuppance. Once I was a young 25-year-old writer in NYC and could see how you think you are being the good little soldier and being snarky on cue, then you get trampled by the big guys. She seemed set up by Jimmy Kimmel, who had clearly rehearsed his ass kicking in advance.
But I'm getting away from the topic at hand here...
Jory Des Jardins
BlogHer
Personal Blog Pause
I'm obsessed with this story...
I agree with Jory and wrote a post yesterday about this very thing.
On one hand, I feel sorry for Emily after viewing the Larry King video. It's obvious she is young, naive and was thrown into a situation without preparation by her bosses.
On the other, throughout the entire 8,000 word article (what was NYT thinking?!), there is little to no remorse about how she not only overshared her life, but the lives of her unwilling boyfriends as well.
Her muddled and conflicting explanations and rationalizations illustrate just how much of a kid she really is and how she got into this mess.
THe saddest thing about it is I don't think she's learned anything from her mistakes.
merlotmom
www.merlotmom.blogspot.com
The not learning
I agree - in some ways, I feel used, as the reader, by her and the Times. I don't mean intentionally necessarily but it's all in a cycle of some kind. I want to break that up. Does anyone else get that urge? To disrupt. :) (what's the evil grin emoticon?)
Jill
Writes Like She Talks
It's the NY Tmes I blame
Great comments, everyone. To me, it's the Times that is more of the villan here--she was a kid trying to act like a grown up and she got caught out in public and now looks foolish. But she will recover. But there seems something cheap and sensationalistic about how they treated this story...the photo, the long article....makes me very annoyed.
Susan Mernit, Susan Mernit's Blog
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yes!
I agree with both of you! I'm over the whole thing.
merlotmom
Just Like Any Other Paper..
The Times wants to attract readers. Despite it's high brow appearance, even they know that sex and lurid expose's sell. I also feel the true victim is Emily's ex Henry. The poor man deserved better.
Wedding Tips Blog
YUCK
When I was in high school I read the piece that Gloria Steinem wrote about going underground as a Playboy Bunny and ranted to my mom that she was a big showoff (or some other mature designation.) My mother responded "You're just jealous." (I was always going to be "a writer.") She was right.
So when this piece appeared I thought hard about whether there was anything in my hostile reaction besides honest disgust. Couldn't find anything. Just anger and sadness.
In my view this isn't just about stereotyping women or beautiful young women, this is a craven story of one women and a universe that is NOT what we all treasure about our blogging lives. GAWKER was going to be that kind of experience; no way it couldn't be. In my former life as a news producer it would have been like going to work, not even for Entertainment Tonight but for David Spade's old show. There was nothing to expect except shallow nastiness - she was being paid to deliver it.
Young people do not always know what they are getting into. It can end like it did in The Devil Wears Prada or it can end like this. But where the blog-specific issues are concerned - the exposure - she had real warning of the consequences - through Henry and others who responded with such dismay.
It's a tough question.
In my
own posts about this I have quoted Michael Chabon
If he's right, then it's all much more complicated. Art requires truth; that which is revealed is often what provides insight and compassion in the reader. I don't know where that leaves Henry, or many of my mommy blogging friends who worry about this, or any of the rest of us but it is certainly part of the equasion as we determine how to respond here.
In short, this piece offers a complicated set of lenses through which to view not only the life of a single blogger but also the conflicting values that greet all of us. That's why, I think, this piece has raised such a ruckus, and why Susan has done us such a service in raising it here.
Cynthia Samuels, Partner
Cobblestone Associates, LLP
Blog and Media Strategies and Content Development Online and on Television
http:dontgelyet.typepad.com/dontgeltoosoon
That's what I (rathern
That's what I (rather incoherently) tried to point out - that it really does impact all of us, and really does require some earnest thought about what we're doing here and why we're doing it.
Thank you for being much more pointed and concise about it.
Bravo Susan Mernit
This may be the best piece you've ever written. Particularly this paragraph:
For an organization that insists their news and information cannot be gendered, they are doing a terrific job in these pieces on Wurtzel, Gould and others in painting an appallingly one-side picture of young women using technology.
Such hypocrisy. Thank you for pointing it out.
Lisa Stone
BlogHer Co-founder
Surfette
Awesome analysis, Susan
I read Emily's article - and pondered on it for hours - and I couldn't have captured my thoughts and opinions as succinctly as you have done. With the caveat that I haven't read everything you've ever written, I have to agree with Lisa, too.
Why I Write About My Life on the Internet
Heh... I saw your story getting praised on Twitter the second i added my own story to the pile:
Why I Write About My Life on the Internet
I don't doubt that Emily had some hard and scary experiences that carried lessons worth learning, but I do share your criticism of how NY Times positioned it.
And more importantly, i'm concerned about personal blogging becoming a scapegoat for mainstream media and public opinion. It's not that sharing stories is bad. It's that there's a lot of personal responsibility required in the process.
Dopp Juice.
http://www.doppjuice.com
Thanks for these ocmments,
Thanks for these ocmments, everyone. Someone at another site just dismissed this piece by saying I was of a generation that sees all women as victims. I said this sounded like an efficient and fast way to dismiss me.
I think the discussion is more interesting than whose interpertation is most "right."
Susan Mernit, Susan Mernit's Blog
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Can't bring myself to read it.
Clearly that puts me in the minority and I probably *should* read it, but I just get so angry about anything that makes all blogging seem sordid because of the actions of one blogger. Putting people down for writing about their lives, like "who do you think you are?" Or worse, "Who told you you could have a voice and speak?"
I think I'm me, thanks. And I am and always have been driven to write personal commentary. Don't read it if you don't want to.
And I agree with your analysis of their choice of stories and how they run them. And I'm glad someone's pointing at that situation so clearly.
Finally, $15,000??? That's *a lot* of money to me - I'm not surprised she agreed to do the piece.
Liz Rizzo
I blog at Everyday Goddess.
That['s why we read them
The damsel is only one variation of the NYT "fatal flaw" confessional. Nannies, addicts, and damaged egos of all types fall for the bait and throw down so that we can play Greek chorus as they--and the Times for that matter--relive and repeat their obvious plotlines. An offer to write a memoir piece for them should be viewed the same way you would a call from the Maury Povitch show--with extreme caution, as a red-flag of self-canabilsm, and as an alert to up your therapy appointment to at-least every other day.
Deb
www.debontherocks.com
when life throws you on the rocks, it's time to get your rocks off
blindfolded taste test
I read the article online yesterday, sans photographs, so it didn't occur to me that Gould's looks were at all a factor in the salability of the piece.
I read it as an opportunity for print media to tut-tut and say, "I told you not to play with those dirty blogs"
I couldn't see any other rationale for something so unremarkable being given so much column space.
The Wurtzel comparison is a good one. Excellent commentary, susan..
Kyran, Notes to Self
Playing With Blogs Will Make You Go Blind
Hey, Susan, thanks for inspiring today's post: http://www.notestoself.us/2008/05/warning-playing-with-blogs-will-end-in.html
Kyran, Notes to Self
Rebecca Traister on Gould and NYT
An interesting piece. Don't agree 100% but she does make some good points.
Jill
Writes Like She Talks