expendable said:
Tom Petty said:
RedCanuck said:
Tom Petty said:
despite what the ****s in circuation told you, no, no, people don't like to read names, which is why you don't read the white pages until you fall asleep at night. if it were that ****ing easy we'd print the phone book, run the mugs we have with names and we'd all be out of work in a week or so.Â
Especially in individual sports, people, i.e. grandmothers, parents, and athletes, do like reading names and will buy a paper because of it. The ****s in circulation don't have to tell me that, so much as the coaches and parents who are always trying to get more names in my damn paper have proven.
I don't see any problem with devoting a small chunk of my space to agate to give them that, while concentrating the bulk of space on my stories, which gives the people who don't want to read names something worth reading. Â
There are both types of readers and it is a fallacy that you can't somehow adhere to both. Agate can be a necessary evil, particularly when it saves you a time-eating phone call asking why Little Local Timmy isn't listed in your rag at all.
then the bar at your paper was lowered to white page levels long, long ago.
It happens. And the problem gets too big for any one man to fight. Worse for me is that my publisher's kids swim on the local Y-team, which means not only does it get in, it gets prime space with a photo taken by my boss from the stands (yes sir, that is a great photo :

. Can I have a raise?).Â
ex - with that, i say i'm sorry. publishers with kids should never be allowed to speak to their own sports departments.
i feel your pain, really, kind of. i started in ****dunk usa, just became SE of the section, which was respected by those who read it. we covered preps like nobody's biz and pretty much kicked ass. new pub comes in, and decides to introduce the whole 'names and faces' line of **** to the paper's readers and staff. dip**** actually wrote his version of what sports stories should look like and filed 'em. sooner than later, he became tired of seeing his laundry list of names buried on page 4. before he was able to get around to firing my ass, he had a 'change of heart' and moved back to the ****ty little town he moved from.
i left that stop many years ago, but still see the stupid look on ****tard's face when he explained to me what 'true journalism' really was all about. even though i no longer have to stomach white pages journalism, every time i read about it or see it, i pray to god that douchebag is tasting the bottom side of sack while watching hockey in a prison cell somewhere in one of those northern states he came from.
****ing white pages journalism ... that statement is an oxymoron in itself.