The same complaints over, and over

A letter from a new sports editor to his friend back home:
"Not only do these bastards have no idea what a good paper should look like, but all they care about is getting enough local copy. They don't give a damn if the headlines make any sense or not ... Half of one entire page has to be local bowling scores -- a goddamn list of people's names. ... I have about as much pride in my work as I did during my last days at (my last newspaper)."

That passage was written on Dec. 12, 1957...by a Jersey Shore (Penn.) sports editor.

His name was Hunter S. Thompson.

54 years later...and we still are bitching about the same stuff!

 

What's a letter?

 

This place isn't as good as it used to be.

 

Kind of makes me think what the last thing left in a local newspaper will be.
Sports: Bowling scores/holes in one. (Well, THEY'LL buy a copy).
Life: Horoscopes (If people are still buying the paper to read what did happen, however much its been cut, slimmed down and reorged to death - they'll buy it to read about how they should lead their life.)
Business: Briefs on new businesses opening up. (with initial advertising purchase).
A1/News: Good Morning! Mostly Sunny! High 74, Low 58

 

On sports, for a truly local paper I'd bet on Little League boxscores outlasting a nuclear holocaust. People are amused to see their own names. They go ape-shit about seeing their kids' names.

 

Unless my wife wants coupons, I won't buy a paper. Too much crap and the local news is who got murdered or who went bankrupt.

 

That's the second-most notable thing to happen that day. Or so my birth certificate says.

 

I'd add obits to that.

 

And to top it all off, football season is over.

 

It was better when cargo shorts were in style.

 

The Jersey Shore has certainly gone to shit since the Good Doctor left.