R.I.P.
It borders on the physically ill for me to consider the demise of yet another journalistic source. The Rocky Mountain News will die today. And it makes me sad, indeed, to say the very least.
I was the editor of my college newspaper. I was lucky. Nobody else wanted the job...so now I have that one on my resume. I learned a lot about not just publishing, writing stories, assignments, etc, but also about the inevitable office politics of journalism. Most of all, after my stint as editor, I confirmed to myself what I already knew about the modern state of journalism: It's vital. It's of paramount importance to our society. And: Putting out information that can be trusted is not just a sacred duty on the part of the publisher, but the part of the reader as well.
I still remember when my town had three newspapers: The still-kicking Post-Dispatch, the short-lived and shocking-for-my-conservative-little-town (because of its tabloid template and style) St. Louis Sun, and the ironically-named Globe-Democrat, the local champion of all issues Republican.
Hard times for publishing struck St. Louis long before the Rocky Mountain News called it quits. Even the Pulitzer family is now out of the newspaper business, having sold the Post a few short years back. And the story of St. Louis publishing would be bereft without the mention of our alt-weekly The Riverfront Times, which 1) reports the trash, important and otherwise, that the Post can't because of sacred cows being gored and 2) has also been sold by its original owner, the most famous liberal in town, Ray Hartmann.
Both the Pulitzers and Ray must have seen this coming. They're no dummies. These folks have covered their asses and their fortunes. But that doesn't help that feeling of despair when I think of the present-day condition of print publications.
I was the editor of my college newspaper. I was lucky. Nobody else wanted the job...so now I have that one on my resume. I learned a lot about not just publishing, writing stories, assignments, etc, but also about the inevitable office politics of journalism. Most of all, after my stint as editor, I confirmed to myself what I already knew about the modern state of journalism: It's vital. It's of paramount importance to our society. And: Putting out information that can be trusted is not just a sacred duty on the part of the publisher, but the part of the reader as well.
I still remember when my town had three newspapers: The still-kicking Post-Dispatch, the short-lived and shocking-for-my-conservative-little-town (because of its tabloid template and style) St. Louis Sun, and the ironically-named Globe-Democrat, the local champion of all issues Republican.
Hard times for publishing struck St. Louis long before the Rocky Mountain News called it quits. Even the Pulitzer family is now out of the newspaper business, having sold the Post a few short years back. And the story of St. Louis publishing would be bereft without the mention of our alt-weekly The Riverfront Times, which 1) reports the trash, important and otherwise, that the Post can't because of sacred cows being gored and 2) has also been sold by its original owner, the most famous liberal in town, Ray Hartmann.
Both the Pulitzers and Ray must have seen this coming. They're no dummies. These folks have covered their asses and their fortunes. But that doesn't help that feeling of despair when I think of the present-day condition of print publications.











