It was with great sadness that I read yesterday of the sale of the Union Tribune to a private equity group and the ending of decades of Copley Press in this, America’s finest city. Great sadness, that is, because I didn’t read about such a sale a year ago. Or five. Or ten. Or twenty-five. The UT—particularly its editorial page brought to you courtesy of Bob “Bowtie because if its not the 1950s then it darn as well should be” Kittle and his band of un-renown known the UT Editorially Bored–has been in reverse-lockstep with the people of San Diego since Ronald Reagan hung up the spurs and went back to the Ranch in the 1980s. One can only hope the new owners can take steps to bring the paper into maybe at least the early Clinton years? Hey, hint for the new guys: Why not save big money and just run 20 year old editions of the SF Chronicle or NY Times with a UT logo over it. Even if it’s not topical it’d still me more readable and applicable to the lives of most San Diegans than the current kitty-liter liner has proven to be.
So little time, so much to vent and celebrate
This may well prove to be the best moment for San Diegans of a progressive bent since Donna Frye won the mayor’s office back in 2005! (Oh, what might have been had the UT sale occurred a half-decade ago….)
For more of my UT hope and loathing check Tony Perry’s blog in the LA Times.