photo: chris eason
On February 2nd they cut another inch from my Los Angeles Times. I’ve been living with it this way for a few days now, but I can’t get used to it.
When I pick it up, I am left with the uncomfortable sensation that someone has sliced not one, but two or three inches from the right side of what used to feel like a legitimate “broadsheet.” It now feels like the paper needs a prosthetic of some sort.
Somewhere out there, there has to be someone sitting on a pile of money big enough to rescue this paper. Someone who can buy it, lock, stock and presses, and then give it back to journalism and Southern California. We need the Times, you see. We need someone to cover local news. Someone with the reach to cover Southern California with solid investigative pieces that hold the bastard’s feet to the fire. The west needs it, the country needs it. The Los Angeles Times is a vital part of what keeps our city, state and nation functioning as a free society. A watchdog against the vulgarians who would take it all away.
Somewhere out there, there must be someone with the money and the social conscience to make it happen. Someone sitting on a pile of old money out in Pasadena, or a pile of new money up on Mulholland Drive. Someone who will be satisfied with being simply wealthy, as opposed to falling victim to the business community’s popular obsession with quarterly growth projections that can’t be met without further devastation.
If you have all that money anyway, why not leave a legacy of truth, justice and the American way? You know it’s the right thing to do.
Please do it soon, before they amputate another inch or two from the soul of Southern California.
(With more than 650,000 readers, The Times still has the 4th largest daily circulation in the country. The Sunday circulation numbers are just a bit above 983,000.)