Before I retired, I usually read four newspapers every morning. It was part of my job for years and years. Decades.
And now, no matter where I live, I always subscribe to at least two newspapers: the local rag and the NY Times. Before you heat the tar and fluff up some feathers, I don’t read the NYT solely for hard news.
Rather, I fancy the NYT opinion writers plus the paper’s coverage of arts, science, book reviews and features of all sorts. Some of the best writing in America (unlike this sentence fragment). Besides, I rather like having ink on my fingers.
Today, there was a new dawn. I accepted that I had gone over to the dark side. Without realizing it, I have become part of the news consumption future.
For years my morning routine has been to make coffee, turn on some classical music and read the newspapers. Period. I’m a hardcore news junkie. Gotta have it to get my pacemaker pumping. Anticipation.
This morning, I realized I made coffee and turned not to my newspaper but to my computer so I could scan various news aggregators. Whew. Nothing much happened overnight.
Then, before sunup, I sat down with the first newspaper of the day. Twice while reading the StarTrib, I got up to check the computer. Plus a quick peek at CNBC to see how the stock market opened. Back to the newspaper. On deck -- The NY Times.
Then it dawned on me – the newspaper was not current enough for today’s 24-hour news cycle. My newspaper, not even a day old, was filled with old news.
The new reality is that the newspaper industry must come up with a vigorous new business model if they are losing old junkies like me. And they better hurry. I've watched the delivery guys and only four people on our block have home subscriptions.
Excuse me, I’ve got to check CraigsList for a new minivan.
That’s a cruel inside joke. Craigslist has hurt newspapers more than any other electronic innovation. When is the last time you looked for a car in the classifieds?
What? You say this is old news?