I would really like someone to tell me...
Yesterday, there was this report in the Inquirer:
His blog is laced with references to pornography and strip clubs, a lust for whiskey and women, and disdain for President Bush and Céline Dion. [News -- Philly.com]
This has got to be one of the dumbest things an elected official ever did. Blogging is becoming like the CB Radio craze of the 1970s. Everyone had to have one, and then some people started using the radios to broadcast profanity for no other reason than to hear themselves speak. So goes the blogosphere. It's this kind of juvenile spewing that will discredit the technology's really valuable attributes for delivery of narrowcast messages to interested audiences.
The rule of thumb always used to be "If you don't want to see it on the front page of the New York Times (well, ok, the Philadelphia Inquirer can hurt you too), don't say it."
Today, the Inquirer reported that the blog was offline. And to add embarrassment to stupidity, the Inky editorial page had this comment:
"But when Daylin Leach makes jokes about drugs and sex, he has given away his moral position on those issues in Harrisburg. And when he maligns the standard-bearer of the opposition party, he can kiss bipartisan cooperation goodbye.
No doubt Republicans are already targeting his 149th District as a winnable seat next year. They're smart enough to know voters don't want a representative who is a joke."
Where were the communications advisors when Rep. Leach said, "I want to blog about my fantasies about teenage girls, getting high, and visiting S&M clubs." Are we all so afraid of being fired that we don't give people the common sense advice they are supposed to be paying us for?
PR counselors, take note: You may need the revenue, but you don't get to keep the revenue over the long-term if you let your client make a fool of himself in public.