An interesting video sidebar to the death of newspapers stories......
Back in my Oakland Press days in Pontiac, Michigan we used to eat lunch at a restaurant across the street from the paper. "Sid's," which was owned and run by a guy named Jim, served fresh turkey sandwiches with a dose of down home insults.
Jim kept the "Sid's" name because he didn't want to waste money on a new sign.
The family run restaurant was convenient and usually quick for lunch and occassionally our old publisher would stop in for lunch as well.
On several occassions the publisher would ask to sit with us and because he was a well-heeled individual we at first believed we might get our $3.78 lunch tab picked up by the boss.
Wrong! At the end of the lunch, the publisher, a good ol' Scotsman, divvied up the bills and made sure he didn't pay a penny more than his due. He was the same guy who stood in line to get free house paint from the city during a giveaway in the 1970s.
At that time the newspaper motto, which was prominently displayed on its building sign was: "Delivered to a doorstep near you." Which if you really think about it was a stupid slogan because most people want the paper delivered to "their" very own doorstep.
But as bad as the old publisher was, times have fallen hard on the Oakland Press, as it has on so many papers.
In recent years, the ownership has bought out, laid off or otherwise decimated the ranks of its editors and reporters.
One longtime employee and editor, and a friend of mine, was fired long distance by phone while he and his wife were on vacation. Nice touch, eh?
Another favorite OP co-worker and friend, Jean Saile, gave me sage advice, which I should have, but didn't take.
"Jim," Jean said to me. "A reporter should write for five years and then quit and go onto something else. After five years you will have covered every imaginable story and after that you will simply be telling the same stories over and over."
Although I didn't realize it at the time, that was so true.
The Oakland County news beat was an active one, with plenty of competition from Detroit newspapers and televisions stations. It was a fun place to cover the news, even if it was not very profitable.
But like so many other news organizations, the Oakland Press was swallowed up by a media money machine that was only content when it gutted the operation to maximize its profits.
It's a familiar story, no?