There's a movement among some of my blogbuddies to line up in the outrage column in the wake of this week's FCC decision on broadcast licensing, which drops a longtime general ban on assignment of new licenses to owners of daily newspapers in the same market.

I just can't get excited about it. It may feel good to carry a lance against big corporate media ownerships, but it seems to me a case of fighting the last war.

Get this: 35 percent of all online teen girls blog, while only 20 percent of online teen boys do so, according to the latest report from the Pew Internet & American Life project. This comes as no surprise to me; I have two such female creatures in my household and it's something I can observe up close.

Saul Hansell of the New York Times reveals that Google has people in its magic black box. Aha! The great mechanical brain turns out to be a mechanical Turk.

Forbes has a profile of McClatchy Co. after its absorption of Knight-Ridder that's titled "McClatchy's Fall From Grace." It includes this data point: "The [share price] decline leaves McClatchy, the nation's third-largest newspaper publisher by daily circulation, with a market capitalization of barely $1 billion."

That's about what McClatchy paid for the Star Tribune in 1998.

If you let people publish whatever they want, pretty soon the priesthood won't be able to control the religion.

Morris has a significant opening for a Director of Audience Growth, based at corporate headquarters in Augusta, Ga., and working closely with Morris newspapers around the country.

From all of us at the Yelvington household:
May the, um, joy of the season (or whatever) be with you and yours.

Picture shows my sister, Linda, and me in 1956 (I think) while visiting Santa Claus.