Once upon a time, I was a newspaper reporter and editor. Over nearly four decades in the business, I saw the world, covered the O.J. Simpson trials and a few wars, did investigative work that got laws passed than nobody paid any attention to, mentored a bunch of rising stars, won some awards, made my mother proud and eventually got so burned out that I quit the business. Barely two months before the 9/11 attacks. Whew!
Once upon a time, I bled printer’s ink and feared newspapers had become dinosaurs that would be wiped out in the next ice age or the Internet revolution, whichever came first.
Six years after my retirement, I take a more sanguine view: Global warming appears to have postponed the next ice age, but the Internet revolution has arrived and then some and newspapers as we have long known them are indeed an endangered species. But to twist Rhett Butler’s legendary line, I sort of don’t give a damn.
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