The evil company that used to own The Bristol Press, whose name I won't ever mention again, is still closing paper after paper after paper, as this story summarizes.
What always irks me is that awful company's claims that it tried to sell the papers, including a 165-year-old Dutchess County, N.Y. weekly, but couldn't find a buyer.
I don't believe for one single second that it has ever made the slightest effort to sell any of its papers except for The Bristol Press, which only happened because of the fuss we managed to create and the appearance of Michael Schroeder to buy them.
To get a sense of how lucky we were, as best as I can tell our evil former owner has closed at least 60 newspapers in the past two months. The only ones that survived the chopping block are the two dailies and three weeklies that Schroeder bought.
One weekly in Pennsylvania was purchased by a competitor and promptly shut down, in what can only be described as a useless expenditure by the surviving paper there.
In any case, Schroeder remains unique in his willingness to take a chance, to put his money and his name on the line to give The Bristol Press and New Britain Herald the opportunity to live on.
I can't emphasize enough that if Bristol wants its paper to make it -- to come through this terrible time for journalism -- then people need to dig deep and subscribe, merchants heed to take out ads and people need to bring the paper back into their daily lives.
We got a second chance here. Let's not blow it.
We've traded in that evil company for a white knight, but he's only promising to give us the chance to save our paper. We still have to prove we can do it.
I don't ever want to see this paper vanish like so many others across this troubled land.
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