First Brad and Jen. Then Charlie and Denise. Now, another beloved couple is calling it quits: Jeff Jarvis and Bill Keller.

Sad. It seems like just yesterday these two were strolling arm-in-arm in the park while talking about blogs and MSM, sharing Frrrozen Hot Chocolate at Serendipity 3 and making jokes about Daniel Okrent, looking deep in each others' eyes and seeing their own reflections, and generally confirming our precious belief that love is possible on the internet.

But now, this: Keller of The Times writes: The final chapter.


After the jump, excerpts from Keller's "Dear Blog" letter and Jarvis' responses. You should read the whole, painful thing yourself, but it's clear The Times executive editor just wants to be friends with Jarvis (and blogs)—if that.

My study of the blog culture is, I readily admit, very cursory and incomplete, but it's striking that there seems to be no end to any argument in your world. Every grievance is recycled endlessly, not necessarily spiraling up to a higher level of enlightenment but starting over and over from scratch. It's Groundhog Day. You were angry about Sarah Boxer's piece. You wrote to The Times. You got a thoughtful response from the editor in charge, and an additional thoughtful kibbitz from the public editor. But in your complaint to me, you take up the argument from the beginning, as if the replies from Landman and Okrent had not happened, or had not registered.
Jarvis tries to remind Keller of what they share:
So we disagree. But there is value in that. Perhaps if we have honed in on our differences — which are few — we can say that we agree about everything else. Well, perhaps.
Please, Bill: hone your differences! But it's no use. Keller is moving on:
One thing we have not discussed about blogs is the extent to which they are a waste of time. The thing that struck me during my week or so of very elementary and intermittent bloggery is that it is very seductive. (It also helps overcome byline withdrawal.) It would be easy to shirk my job and swap thoughts with you and yours, and the time flies by and at the end we've generated an exchange that will be skimmed in haste by some number of people, to what end? And the same thing that is true of blogging is true of reading blogs, which I do pretty regularly: you can while away endless hours, skipping over the surface of half-baked thoughts and every so often colliding with something original or unexpected. Or you could play with your kids. Or go to a museum. Or read a good book. (Or a good newspaper!)
Isn't that always the way? He's going back to his first love, newspapers.

Jarvis can just stand there, tears wetting his keyboard, as Keller ruffles his paper and holds it up like a wall between them:


I'm sorry that I went on longer (we are unaccustomed to the scarcity of ink or paper). Also, being that I had the first word, I should have given you the last. But, hey, we're bloggers. We believe there is no last word....
And that's how it ended. As everyone knows, it takes about half the duration of the relationship to get over the breakup. Hopefully, Jarvis will be over Keller in about a week.

Keller of The Times writes: The final chapter [Buzzmachine]

"Any advice on getting over a breakup?" [Lifetimetv]