Another beautiful day, heading for 75, the young woman told me at Bread Kitchen. Even with a seasonal crispness to contend with, this coffee drinker repaired to a sidewalk table, today with a slice of honey whole wheat — so big a slice that he took some of it home with him, for depositing in the fridge door under wraps.
Being under wraps is not always a bad thing, by the way. Joe Biden seems to be staying that way in the current campaign, and it’s a good idea. He’s there for ballast (not for the Connecticut vote), supplying what Dems may think is gravitas, a Latin word that does not mean gravity. It had its day an election or so ago, so why bring it up here?
Because the Boy Wonder is among us, clean and articulate, as Biden said back in primary-campaign days. He is with us now for at least 24 days more, if not for an eternity beyond that. He has marvelous miraculous things in mind for us, such as raising taxes and creating jobs at the same time. He also has money by the carload, having reneged on his pledge to take public money and let it go at that. This is allowing him to flood airwaves with his inspiring message. Tsk, tsk.
His armies of the day and night are doing yeoman work. I mean the mainstreamers, who are setting new records, laying pretense aside as they huff and puff.
I was in an email group discussion the other day with ex-newsies bemoaning the fate of Chi Trib. One of them made a blog posting out of it. I’m the one who said he subscribes to the Wall Street Journal these days. I am not in there with my tentative, toe-in-water comment that USA Today-type format may be more suitable for the daily newspaper.
Unwilling to let this light bulb burn out too quickly, and blithely (if in no other way) unaware of who else may have said this a long time ago, I do want to pursue it, with this change: Make that tabloid format. The Sun-Times has been in that format, as we know, as was the Chicago Times before merging with Marshall Field’s Sun, a broadsheet, in 1948.
The tabloid better suits the spot-item character of the newspaper. The broadsheet (a la Chi Trib, if the term is new to you), on the other hand, is an incitement to blather. Add to that the dearth of sharp, unyielding city and copy deskers who make it their business to put things in English, as Chi Daily News’s Bill Mooney used to say, and you have at best a warm bath and certainly not the needle-sharp shower that a good newspaper provides.
Chi Trib, on yet another hand, is flirting with tabloid-style content and treatment (and layout, when it comes to big, BIG headshots) but remains the same old big-page paper, except not as well organized. I have no idea what they should do over there. Times are perilous.
No idea except that they go looking for the hardest-ass copy editors in the market, people who don’t give a shit who wins the election or whether the world burns up or freezes down or whether there are fewer black baseball players or white basketball players or all sorts of fever-producing issues that tell us WHERE THEY STAND.
Pleeez, I am (we are) hungry for items of info. We don’t care what they think. They should just tell us what’s happening, in raw form if necessary. And keep it short. Make nothing in the paper over 500 words, said a Daily News sub-editor to me years ago who went on to a long career at the Atlanta Constitution after the News folded in 1978.
Even then, even there, it was probably a minority opinion. But consider the discipline involved in reporters’ and editors’ keeping things that short, how such a strict norm would make them ask themselves what’s important, what do straphangers, a readership Bill Mooney kept in mind, want to know about this?
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