Media: The way newspapers used to be …

From a blog on The Courant.com:

One problem with newspapers — not just The Courant — is that they’re often a little a boring. They go for days and days without a “Holy S–t!” story on page one. There are ways to address this. One of them is to put the g-d paper together at night. If you’re a morning newspaper and there aren’t a hell of a lot of reporters and editors in the building at 11 p.m., something is wrong. The building should be damn near empty until 2 p.m. and full until 11. But somewhere a long the way, newspaper jobs gradually started to resemble other white collar jobs. They lost some of their romance and replaced it with comfort and security. We all wanted to go home to the suburbs, have a glass of wine, interact with our spouses and kids. Much better for our lives but probably not for newsgathering. (Meanwhile, cable news and the Internet actually tightened up the news cycles — people now expect to be updated fast.) If the news staff is going to be an elite strike force, it had better include a lot of workaholics and night owls.

I’ve told this story before: I was sitting my living room on the East Bluff on the night before Thanksgiving. I heard a noise and looked out and I saw a Journal Star delivery truck dropping bundles at the corner. It was 10:30 p.m. There wasn’t a speck of news in that newspaper that wasn’t two hours old. And most people wouldn’t read these newspapers until eight hours later. And this was before the explosion in online news.

In some ways, the above column is a call to arms to newspapers to be more timely and relevant. But in another way, it’s just nostalgic twaddle. Even if anyone follows his advice, it won’t help much.

Even if some reporter turned in a story, and it was edited and paginated in time to his the press by 11 p.m., that means a consumer who grabs the newspaper from his front porch at 6 a.m. is getting news that’s seven hours old. Compare this to the breaking news that is minutes old that he can find on his computer when he reads his email.

The very process of printing news on paper and hand-delivering it door-to-door is hopelessly antiquated and ridiculously slow.

All the “Holy S–t!” stories hit the Web first, and they are dissected, refuted, and analyzed to death before newspapers readers open their doors in the morning to pick up their paper from the porch.

And the people who buy the actual newspaper are subsidizing the cost of delivering the ads inside to their doorstep.

It can’t last. It won’t last. Print journalism is dying. The corpse just hasn’t fallen down yet.