Last year around the last of November, my city had a spectacular ice storm. Power went out all over. I work at home, didn’t have a generator, so there I sat, twiddling thumbs. How did I keep up with what was going on? Local newspaper. A thoroughly, in the tank, liberal rag. But wow!, they did a stupendous job on local reporting. Off came the stupid clown suits, on went the serious reporter suits, and these guys and gals went to work putting out the paper every day with really useful information about what was happening, what the city and state was doing to help, constant updating on tree removal, power line replacement, where to go for scarce resources, who to call for help, where to find a phone if you didn’t have one. I can not praise them highly enough.

However, eventually order and power was restored and back came the clown suits, glasses and false noses and the incessant liberal drum beat started again. But for a brief, short time our local paper demonstated what real journalism is/was. By the way, I was without the internet for almost a week. Strangely, I didn’t miss it,…much.