Back to the fishwrappers I go…

I canceled my subscription to The Oregonian a few months ago for the eleventy-zillionth time. Eleventy-zillionth, you wonder? Yeah – I cancel in a fit of pique when I end up hauling unread papers out to the recycling bin each week, or rationalize that I can read the stuff I’m interested in online, either via web, RSS or Twitter links.

The problem? I miss reading the paper over a cup of coffee in the morning… or taking a section to bed with me at the end of the evening.

I also started to feel pretty uninformed – not about the Major issues of the day, but the “minor” ones.

Finally, I spend too much time reading online as it is – and too little time offline. Call me old and decrepit if you will – but these old eyes can’t spend too much time staring at a monitor – even the spiffy new flat screen one I now have at home.

So tomorrow morning at o’dark-thirty, my carrier will THWAP! a copy at the front door, jolting me momentarily awake. I’ll still recycle more than I read (including the classifieds, the Saturday auto section, easily half of the Sunday paper, and more…)

And this retro-Luddite will be content to zig while everyone else zags away from print newspapers.

For the next few months, anyway…

1 Comment so far

  1. Steve Woodward (unregistered) on October 30th, 2007 @ 8:54 am

    Thanks for helping pay my salary, Betsy. ;-)

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