It’s Christmas Day, Semafor’s been publishing for two months, and I’m so grateful that you’ve come along on the ride with us.
You can read on for a perfectly seasonal, boozy media scoop from Max, and a Christmas text from the editor of Christianity Today.
But I’d just like to quickly say thank you.
I am, in some sort of 20th Century American cliche, writing this at the table where we light the Menorah under the Christmas tree. I grew up in that kind of family — devout Christians and less devout Jews, conservative Republicans and liberal Democrats.
That background predisposes me to believe that people may sincerely disagree. That belief is usually an advantage as a journalist. But in the social media age, it’s sometimes been a liability, as various forms of shouting gradually filled what had been room for disagreement.
So I’m grateful to the people who have taken a chance on Semafor.
That includes the great reporters and editors who joined Justin Smith and me over the year, breaking huge stories on Wall Street to the Capitol Hill, TikTok, Twitter, and the Nigerian election. They’ve been my partners in developing our new “Semaform” format: our way of marking the difference between news and analysis, and showcasing the possibility of reasonable disagreement.
I’m incredibly grateful to the readers and viewers who have joined us in trying to find an alternative to all the shouting.
I’m also feeling some relief this Christmas as it becomes clear that we’re living at the end of an era in journalism, and the beginning of another.
When you get beyond the drama of Twitter and the flickers of life on your Facebook feed, what we’re seeing is the end of the whole social media age in news.
Semafor is, I hope, one of the things that comes next: Great reporting transparently delivered to you by humans, with both ambition and humility. We’ll have a lot more for you next year, including big events like this month’s Semafor Africa Summit and, I hope, a continuing run of big stories.
(It’s not too late to send me my favorite Christmas present, a scoop.)
I’ll be lighting eight candles before my family heads out to midnight mass tonight in the Hudson Valley, deeply grateful to you, and wishing you all the best for an inevitably newsy holiday season.
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and all the rest.