How You're Losing an Information War You Didn't Realize You Were Fighting
I grew up in the era of the local newspaper. My town only had two thousand people, yet we were able to keep two reporters employed. They covered school sports and did regular profiles on the students and the members of the community.We even had our own cartoonist. His drawings reflected the unique humor of our town. It was fun to flip through the pages on a Sunday morning and get an idea about what was going on. Even then, I dreamed about seeing my name in print.Alas, few local papers remain. The big conglomerates have bought them all up, and now they mainly print the same stories from one…
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