A pretty right-on-the-money metaphor – Nest Egg Hunt in Raleigh.
Archive for month: March, 2009
I’m beginning to get the feeling that the state health care plan crisis and the secrecy surrounding the contracts are one end of a very long thread.
This may explain that recent drop in paper prices.
George Stephanopoulos just issued a ‘hard wonder’ question in which he sternly asked the Secretary of the Treasury if we really can get back to the affluence of the ’90s – as if that is the goal.
Chuck Todd asks the president if people are suffering enough.
Is this all about risk and reward, all about the suits?
All about how well-off we are?
Where are the people in this? The disdained, ordinary people.
They have stories, too.
Tonight, we toast the life of a man who gave it his all.
Stories, condolences and more here.
I’m starting to hear the names of the people McClatchy has discarded (talk about not knowing when to hold ’em and fold ’em). In addition to the many people who make the Char-O and the N&O go, there are some really key journalists who are now roadkill on the way to the next debt restructuring. And again, I remind y’all – This was at papers that were making money. They just weren’t sending enough to Sacramento. This is not about flagging ad sales or higher costs (newsprint is actually going down in price) or the beloved internet-that-will-solve-everything. This is about debt and lousy business decisions.
From this week’s paper, some thoughts on newspapers and journalism and stuff:
At a little over 600 square feet in three rooms, the office isn’t much to look at, but it’s home. The publisher’s “suite” occupies one of the southern corners of the big room.
His youngest daughter – our town reporter – and a desk for interns occupy the other southern corner. The north side of the room is home to the two people who make up our ad and business departments. In between, on one side are some bookshelves and on the other, wedged in between a filing cabinet and the publisher’s lone partition, is the domain of our contributing editor, who cleaned up in the state press awards this year.
Next to the big room is the entryway and kitchen and a little bathroom and storage area. In the small room – known fondly as the “editorial suite” – are a couple of filing cabinets, a work table, our art director’s space and the desk of yours truly. Nearby, a small dog rests on a small couch. If you pay us a visit, he may or may not greet you, depending on how soundly he’s sleeping. Every desk in the office came from UNC surplus. I sit at a deluxe L-shaped number that went for $35.
Whenever I find myself wondering about the future of journalism, a little voice chimes in, “Yer looking at it, pal.” Read more
The state constitution that is.
A new Elon Poll says half of the people polled don’t think we need about a proposed constitutional amendment to make marriage a special, special thing only defined by fundamentalists.