Remember that old black-and-white-and-red-all-over riddle? We all knew the answer–a newspaper! Most of the boys in them thar days had paper routes. (Never girls. Oh my, no!) We all loved the comics. And we all heard our parents exclaim or laugh or sigh in disbelief as they read the daily paper. Most of all, the newspaper kept us up on what was going on in our neck of the woods.
Dan and I still get the local newspaper. We still laugh at the comics, and we exclaim or cheer or sigh in disbelief at what we read, just as our parents did. But we’re in an ever increasing minority, and that’s too bad.
I’m sorry to see the passing of the daily newspaper for lots of reasons. We know the weather forecast before we step out into it. We get a good laugh before the trials of the day. We relax in the evening with a crossword puzzle or a Sudoku. We know how our neighbors feel about issues when we see their letters to the editor. Best of all, we know what’s going on in our neck of the woods. And that’s one of the greatest reasons I hate to see the daily newspapers fade away. Strong local reporting, including op eds, is the best… maybe the only… way we can be aware enough to avoid falling prey to mismanagement and corruption by those in power. The only way we know to cheer or speak up about local events. Certainly TV and computers and social media give information, but how can we separate truth from fiction? What guide do we have to separate true from false?
Research shows that a full 85 percent of accountability journalism comes from newspapers. How dare we let them die out?
“A people that no longer can believe anything cannot make up its mind. It is deprived not only of its capacity to act, but also of its capacity to think and to judge.”