"This might go down as the week that they took paper out of the newspaper business."
James Rainey in the L.A. Times today predicts the demise of the paper part of news, based on several more announcements this week from newspapers cutting back on print delivery.
I couldn't help but notice the columnist's last name, having predicted the same fate about an hour before I even saw his story on my RSS feed. In a last attempt to support newspapers, I gave into the endless calls and resubscribed to the Union Tribune a few days ago (I think they offered me a round trip ticket to Paris or something similarly enticing). Of course, I had to first lecture the poor telemarketer on the other end about the meaning of media convergence and the impending doom of the product he was peddling (he agreed with my predictions, by the way).
Today is Day Three of my resubscription period. And thanks to a Southern California rainstorm, that paper is still in my driveway - a soggy mess.
Last night, Day Two, my 8-year-old daughter and I spent some quality time with the paper after dinner. We perused the news and talked about topics we wouldn't otherwise have known about or discussed. Try doing that over a computer.
On Day One, the paper came in handy for housetraining our new puppy.
There's no question that the printed product is old once it's delivered and environmentally unsound once it's produced. But I'm still hoping for at least a Sunday edition. Some traditions just shouldn't die with the Times.
And as I write this ... I have another realization. I only subscribed to the Thurs-Sunday edition. Isn't this Wednesday?