We Just Launched A New Discussion System On Jalopnik

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Those of you who read other Gawker sites probably noticed a new discussion system that breaks with the chronological system you've become acquainted with. We just launched it on Jalopnik. It's going to be great.


I think we have one of the best communities on the web, but it's far from perfect. Great points are often buried. Our "star" system, which elevated some of our best contributors, also made other readers feel like second-class citizens. Readers also have had no control over their own discussion threads.

Our new system — we're calling it Kinja — fixes most of these problems. It's different, for sure, but so is a McLaren F1. Sometimes different is good. Here's how it works

You Are The Driver
At best, you've all been hilarious and insightful passengers on this long road trip we've been on. Now you're behind the wheel. Each time you start a new thread you have the ability to dismiss replies, this will keep out unwanted non-sequiturs and trolls. To dismiss someone from the conversation, just use the "x" dismiss button ("A" in the image below). You can start a new thread for the post by clicking the "REPLY TO THIS POST" button ("B" in the image). If you want to see more threads just click on people's avatars ("C" in the image).

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I often send people links to brilliant Jalopnik comments, but it is in no way intuitive or easy. The new system has a simple share button above for sharing threads. Tell your friends.

No More Black Flags Or Stars
The star system was a fun experiment but it's now gone. This doesn't mean you won't be rewarded for being a stellar contributor, just that you'll earn that reward from the response of the community and not the attention of a moderator or editor. The same goes for banning. No more banning. You can be dismissed, but you can still comment on other posts and still see your comment.


No More Pink Slips
You do not have to be approved to show up anymore. The pink comments are gone. We still require a third-party verified account (info on converting your account right here) if you are one of the few remaining contributors not to sign up with Google, Facebook, or Twitter.


Forums are still here
The "new" forums will work basically like the "old" ones if you desire a dab of Oppo in your day.

Burning Rubber
Love The Wire as much as we do? You can get a "burner" account if you don't want to register and have juicy secret gossip you want to share. Here's how it works from the Gawker Media Help Desk's FAQ:

Signing up using our "burner" account option is the best way to join the discussion with complete anonymity on the Gawker Media network. No part of this account is tied to any information whatsoever concerning your identity.

If you'd like to add your unique perspective to an ongoing conversation or join an engaging thread, you can sign up quickly, easily and anonymously by selecting the "burner" option.
Simply enter an available screenname of your choice when prompted, then be certain to write down or copy-paste the unique account key you receive.

A burner account does not have to be for one-time use. We welcome you to make this wholly anonymous incarnation your own. However, if you lose the "key" initially issued, we will not be able to retrieve this information for you or reset the account.

Save your key! Everything about a burner account is yours to control-which means no old-fashioned passwords stored on-site.


The Haynes Manual
More questions? The help desk has a useful FAQ and you can email us if you have problems. We'll be around all day to help you through this.

Give it a shot. Someone once put a seat in the middle of a car designed by a company that had never built a road car before. It turned out pretty well.


Photo Credit: McLaren



Now the Star-titled Commenters had posts with stars.

The Plain-titled Commenters had none upon thars.

The stars weren't so big; they were really quite small.

You would think such a thing wouldn't matter at all.

But because they had stars, all the Star-titled Commenters

would brag, "We're the best kind of Commenter on the beaches."

With their snoots in the air, they would sniff and they'd snort,

“We'll have nothing to do with the non-starred sort."

And whenever they saw some, when they were commenting,

they'd click right on past them without even reading.

Then one day, it seems, while the Plain-titled Commenters

were moping, just moping giving pink shaded speeches,

sitting there, wishing their titles had stars,

up zipped a stranger in the strangest of cars.

"My friends, " he announced in a voice clear and keen,

"My name is Matthew McHardigree McBean.

I've heard of your troubles; I've heard you're unhappy.

But I can fix that; I'm the fix-it-up chappie.

I've come here to help you; I have what you need.

My prices are low, and I work with great speed,

and my work is one hundred per cent guaranteed."

Then quickly, Matthew McHardigree McBean

put together a very peculiar machine.

With updates applied he said, "You’re the same. All your comments are equal!

My friends, all commenters are now the same valued people.

Just logon and post and keep right on hooning.”