A friend of mine at the Star argues that whatever its flaws, locals should embrace and support the newspaper as the single authoritative source of local news….
But just as the Star supports arts, entertainment, business and government, it also ushers forth to critique and comment upon them – for better and for worse. The idea being that criticism can be constructive.
Isn’t what’s good for the news goose also good for local ganders?
On that note, let’s take a look at Tuesday’s Front Page.
“Reading, Writing and 27 Shotguns,” reads a headline, leading to a story about Federal Education Department agents wielding sawed-off shotguns. An interesting spin, but the headline and treatment make it sound like teachers and scholarly types are packing.
That’s not the case, as a full reading of the story reveals. So why spin it like that with all the too-cute wordplay?
For example, “The U.S. Deptartment of Education is locked and loaded” and likening the sound of a shotgun blast to “an angry principal breaking up a food fight.”
Maybe it wouldn’t be quite so vexing were it not for the added charge that Cleaver spent more on vehicle rental than anyone else in the house.
Two things of note: first, it was a politial Web site – not the Star – that unearthed the story. Second, seems Cleaver’s been tooling around in the van for years and only now is the newspaper getting around to bagging on him for it. Oh and the picture you see here – that’s not it.
So it is that today – more than a week after the fact – legendary WHB personality Richard Ward Fatherley – posted an obituary in the Star. And for all Fatherley’s accolades, it was a short one. Not too very much more than the standard seven or nine line freebie plus $65 for the pic. Fatherley, 69, got off cheap, so to speak. And unless the paper unleashes Aaron Barnhart or somebody else again to drum up one of those tributes…
Hey, even the St. Louis Globe-Democrat had a story about Fatherley’s passing on Monday.
Wait a second.
There’s no death schmooze feature in today’s Star. More than two fat pages of obit ads but that boxed dealie that eulogizes the Deader of the Day is missing. In it’s place; an even fatter funeral homes display ad. Priorities.
The team barely secured a two-sentence mention of its playoff tickets going on sale today totally hidden on page two of sports.
FYI: Nothing here of much interest to me today, other than Horoscopes.
Today we learn that retailers actually employ sales and marketing stategies in laying out their stores. Oh and there’s a nice sidebar further informing that “Men Shop, Too.”
Kevin Collison reveals that scarcely half the hotel rooms in the metro were occupied last year. Ouch. Still we need a 1,000-room hotel downtown to attract conventions and help out the underperforming hotels.