So: here's the rollout of the next generation of Attackerman. We're going back to a stripped-down format, less formal, less torrid. My eternal thanks to Firedoglake and Jane Hamsher for supporting me and this blog for the past two and a half years; to ThinkProgress and Faiz Shakir for supporting me and this blog during its 1.0 incarnation; and to the Washington Independent and now Wired (in particular my friend-and-now-boss Noah Shachtman) for not being bothered that their reporter kept a frequently obnoxious personal blog.
Some in the blogosphere have bemoaned the professionalization of the enterprise over the past several years. It was surely inevitable: blogging lends itself well to iterative online journalism. But in this case, we're going to unwind that professionalism -- you can find that from me at Danger Room -- formatting-wise at least. I haven't yet figured out how to get the timestamps off of Pacific time, for instance. If you'd like to help me make the thing look as cool as it did at FDL, great, I'd appreciate the assistance, but otherwise, let's stay amateurish. Who knows what'll happen when I try to upload a video.
What should you expect here? To modify the old tagline: National Security; Punk Rock; Real Talk. (I write much less about Iraq these days, but miss the subject, so check out this excellent Jack Healy dispatch from Khanaqin.) Much of the last two versions of Attackerman were built around anger, though, and I'm not as angry as I used to be; credit for that goes to my wonderful fiancee. Still, the world is still an evil place, so expect whinging, complaining, venting and all that, built around a general national-security interest. If it doesn't fit on Danger Room for whatever reason, it might end up here.
Still, this is going to be a pretty slow beginning for the next couple of days -- we're amateurish again, so I don't have to feel guilty about a low volume of posts, right? -- as I've got something personal I need to deal with, and we're still in the holiday season, after all.