Journalism on life support — somebody please call for hospice care

Friday, May 4, 2007

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Ok, I’m not quite over the shock of Rupert Murdoch’s attempt to purchase Dow Jones when I hear that Reuters is being sought after by the Thomson Newspaper chain. Both Murdoch and Thomson represent the bottom of the barrel in journalism. And if they take over, then we can assume that newspapers might turn a profit, but cease to be anything worth protecting by the first ammendment.

Years ago, shortly before I left journalism for good, I read an article in the Editor and Publisher. The context: It was an Sunday evening and I was doing a shift in the main office to offset my four days in the bureau in a far flung rural county. I was settling in for the evening of working the police reporter shift when I casually picked up an issue of Editor and Publisher (circa 1996). I leafed through it, reading the wanted ads and the advertisments when a headline flashed at me from the page — Get out of Journalism now!

I read the lede and promptly sat down, breathing hard. Another reporter walked by me, reading over my shoulder and as she breezed through the newsroom. They’re right, she said.

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