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"The language in here might be a bit spicy, but it's masked in a pleasing accent, so your colleagues might not notice the NSFW nature of it."
- Philipp Goedicke, "Wait Wait ... Don't Tell Me!" blog, NPR, Jan. 28, 2010
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Kudos to Wondergem PR and West Michigan PRSA for putting this together. Moreso to Grand Rapids media for being candid on camera.
It's frightening to think that editors and publishers actually think that readers would switch to dead trees if yourfavoritenewspaper.com suddenly vanished, or at least started charging for content. API's numbers unremarkably show otherwise:
With so much alt media in the wild, I can only chalk this up to the death throes of the old guard facing the new.
Print journalism isn't a complete goner--yet. Nor are micropayments a messiah. Still, it's hard to fathom why the gray beards can't get with the times. They've had well over a decade to refigure revenue. The Journal never once complained. Politico thrived. I'll go so far as to credit Arianna Huffington, and I can't stand Arianna Huffington.
Look, I don't care how I get my news. Just give it to me good and plenty. I'd even pay for microfiche.
Corporate shirt. PR flack. Web guy. Blogger. Beverage enthusiast. Hubby. Daddy. Diggity. Giggity.
Corporate shirt. PR flack. Web guy. Blogger. Beverage enthusiast. Hubby. Daddy. Diggity. Giggity.
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