Newspapers are about "the truth."
This book about newspapers seems like it's adapted from "The Twilight Zone."
And that's not a good thing for the people involved.
For those of us who still love newspapers, this is a must-read.
I trust the reportage from author O'Shea......his straight-forward style makes it a breezy read....even though I have no real concept behind the financial machinations that allowed this deal to happen.
We moved to Los Angeles in 1966, and since then, I doubt I've missed more than a handful of editions of The Times.
In the good old days, I couldn't wait to read Jim Murray, Jack Smith, Paul Conrad and the Wizard of Id.
Now, I wince each morning when I remove the paper from the plastic bag, fearing some new degradation to the product.
(I love the writers, editors and reporters, who despite the odds, put out the daily miracle).
But O'Shea's premise that newspapers are beholden to the community and not the stockholders (in theory) is absolutely correct.
His narrative of the people and events of the Times/Tribune takeover be those "Zellots" is truly a sad, sad tale.
We baby boomers may still be in love with paper and ink...but as the next generations get their news from this computer or tablet....we can only guess where the LA Times and Chicago Tribune will be in 5-to-10-years.
O'Shea is correct as he laments an ownership/leadership of Sam Zell, Randy Michaels, and Lee Abrams (who was so overmatched in his job, he should have been charged with a felony for impersonating someone with brains. Lee obviously never recovered from taking the purple acid).
I give credit to O'Shea for clearly and easily letting us see what happens when Fleet Street meets Wall Street.
Newspapers may ultimately go the way of the Betamax, but this chronicle of an institution under fire, is well worth your time.
(Maybe O'Shea will copy edit this review......and make it understandable)!