I just wanted to make that clear before making an announcement:
Philadelphia's two fine daily newspapers are dying a slow and agonizing death. It may not happen next month or next year, but both are toast. And aside from the people who still work there, ink-stained wretches like myself and nostalgia freaks who collect stuff like old Coca Cola soda fountain signs, there isn't a lot of mourning.Back in May, I blogged about my former incarnation as a reporter and editor for 21 years at the Philadelphia Daily News. The occasion was the sale of the News and its big sister, The Philadelphia Inquirer, by the Knight Ridder newspaper chain to a local investment group.
That is because most everyone else is reading blogs, watching Fox News, getting news on satellite radio or their cell phones, or don't give a rat's rectum about what's going on -- whether it's Washington, Warsaw or Walla Walla -- because it's so depressing, boring or both.
Because I know that virtually none of you will click on the link above, I'll summarize my musings below:
The Inky covered the world with a savoire-faire that earned it many Pulitzers, while the News covered Philadelphia in a way that was so intimate and so street smart that editors from out-of-town papers flocked to its newsroom to try to understand -- and emulate -- why it had such a deep bond with its readers.
Although advertising revenues and readership were down and the new media was giving this old media fits, both papers made money. In the Inky's case, buckets and buckets of money. But this wasn't enough for a self-aggrandizing asshole by the name of Anthony "Tony" Ridder, chief executive of Knight Ridder, the newspaper chain that owned them.
Back in the day, Knight Ridder was the class of U.S. newspaper chains because of its commitment to excellence. Even in its waning days its reporters were putting out a great product, notably stories on what was really going on in Iraq when the New York Times and other mighty mights were still drinking the White House Kool-Aid.But at some point the balance between putting out a quality product and getting Knight Ridder's stock price up tipped in the direction of Wall Street. Ridder -- who more than earned my moniker as the Darth Vader of the newspaper industry -- was the tipper in chief.
Ridder eventually put KR on the auction block and the now considerably leaner Inky and anorexic News were "saved" by an investment group led by Brian Tierney, a Philly public relations guy, meaning that the papers would be locally owned for the first time in forever.