Jeff Bezos Buys The Washington Post | Opportunity Follows

I really hope Bezos watches The Newsroom.

The Washington Post has a great legacy although has been losing readers and reach for years. Jeff Bezos just bought them and with it an opportunity to give journalists the permission to be the informed and critical medium it has long forgot it needs to be (even though the general populace has become more interested in shallow celebrity stuff than real life):

There is no map, and charting a path ahead will not be easy. We will need to invent, which means we will need to experiment. Our touchstone will be readers, understanding what they care about – government, local leaders, restaurant openings, scout troops, businesses, charities, governors, sports – and working backwards from there.

Bezos open letter

Re: The Newsroom clip—isn’t it sad that fiction says more about the truth than real life.

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    Chris

    Anybody care for some Bad Religion lyrics?

    “Stranger Than Fiction”

    a febrile shocking violent smack
    the children are hoping for a heart attack,
    tonight the windows are watching,
    the streets all conspire,
    and the lamppost can’t stop crying,
    if I could fly high above the world,
    would I see a bunch of living dots spell the world stupidity?,
    or would I see hungry lover homicides,
    loving brother suicides,
    and olly olly oxenfrees,
    who pickaside and hide

    the world is scratching at my door,
    my morning papers got the scores,
    the human interest stories, and the obituary

    cockroach naps and rattling traps,
    how many devils can you fit upon a match head?,
    caringosity killed the Kerouac cat,
    sometimes truth is stranger than fiction

    in my alley around the corner,
    there’s a wino with feathered shoulders,
    and a spirit giving head for crack and he’ll never want it back,
    there’s a little kid and his family eating crackers like thanksgiving
    and a pack of wild desperados scornful of living

    the worlds is scratching at my door….

    cradle for a cat, Wolfe looks back,
    how many angels can you fit upon a match?
    I want to know why Hemingway cracked,
    sometimes truth is stranger than fiction

    life is the crummiest book I ever read,
    there isn’t a hook, just a lot of cheap shots,
    pictures to shock and characters an amateur would never dream up

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