Whether you love Heather B. Armstrong or hate her, you can't avoid her. Dooce.com is everywhere, including the august (and not a little bit condescending) pages of the Wall Street Journal, which actually used the phrase "mommy blogs."
The story itself has been dissected to death -- because everything about Armstrong has to be parsed a billion different ways in the blogosphere -- most attack who she is rather than what she represents.
While Armstrong herself is like any other human being with flaws, her online persona is a lightning rod for many of the issues faced by all moms. Is it OK to be mentally ill? Is it acceptable to not be charmed by every last thing your kid does? Can we talk about our experiences without being written off as mere "mommies who blog?" Do profit margins and personal stories contradict each other?
That's what I'd like to talk about, rather than if Leta and Chuck and the new puppy are going to be ruined by dooce or something equally trivial. How about you?
