Shiver me timbers!
By happenstance I discovered that the Stamford Advocate now runs a real estate blog. I checked it out out of curiosity and at first it seemed like a real blog and even covered, as you’ll see from the link, the price cutting going on over at Leona’s place.
But the more I poked around and noticed links to Georgia chiropractors and a comments section mostly taken up with ads from readers looking to sell in Texas, rent (to film makers) homes in California and so forth, I realized that it’s some generic, national “blog” generated by an anonymous writer (or writers) for the parent company of the Advocate, whoever the hell that is these days.
All of which tells me that traditional newspapers, doomed as they are, are hastening their demise by refusing to understand the internet. What could be more local than local news? And local real estate is part of that news. Instead of assigning some Stamford reporters to create blogs on various topics so that the paper could provide up-to-the-minute opinion, news and reader feedback, the parent company has done its best to shed its local reporters and turn as much of the operation of its local outlets over to some amorphous entity based in-I don’t know, Kansas?
By the time these dinosaurs succumb to meteor dust, will there be any readers left to mourn their demise?



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