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July 27, 2007


Who would want to read a newspaper when all the good stuff is online? I don't know about major markets like Philly, but in the small towns where I've spent most of my life the local papers have been so poorly written as to cause physical pain. The paper here once had a headline about "Traffic Conjestion" in a nearby town. Ouch! My brain, it hurts.

If I am looking for good journalism I never look to newspapers anymore.

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