Writing in general seems to be disreputable, unless it’s made you rich and famous. Then it’s merely weird. And blogging is only a shade different than scribbling in a notebook, and then putting the pages on the bulletin board in Wal*Mart. Is there anything more shameful than being a freelance writer? A Poet, maybe? And somebody who scribbles in notebooks — whether digital or physical — and then expects people to read their scribbles. What pride! Hubris!

And blogging doesn’t even pay. Oh! And there’s a complete and utter lack of credentials. But mostly I think it’s because a lone blogger has negligible name recognition. We tend to accord respect to things we’re familiar with — which is why I think credentials work. They’re recognition by proxy.

Anyway, there are probably things you can do. Last year I applied for an ISSN, in case I ever wanted to be accepted (maybe) as a “real” journalist or commentator. The Library of Congress hasn’t gotten back to me yet. But when (if!) they do, I’ll see if I can get a press pass somewhere.

It is going to take a blog that has a track record and some sort of commercial interest to pave the way for press credentials. I think the Command Post would be close to that point in a few months.