Yesterday, I decided to join the e-ranks and stop my daily delivery of the newspaper. My yearly subscription was up for renewal and, like everything else, it had increased by what seemed to me an
outrageous unacceptable amount. So, I went looking for what I could find online. I did a very small amount of anecdotal research: I asked my son who gave up his print edition a while ago.
This is the last newspaper that will fall on my doorstep - and it remains unopened. Pass the hankie. Actually, I thought the absence of this morning's paper would be more traumatic than it turned out to be. Mostly the trauma involves guilt over being a part of taking away jobs. I started my employment career as delivering newspapers and all three of my kids started the same way. Like me, I'm sure they have mixed feelings about the work. But, it's another tradition that is slowly fading away and I don't love being part of its demise.

I found this online and I spent a pleasantly large half-hour browsing through the pages. One of the interesting observations that I made was that I actually didn't skip around as much as I would have with the print copy. Because I have to be intentional about the page I'm going to read, I found that I spent more time and read each article to the end. Frequently, in print, I read about half-way through and decide I've had enough. Or something more interesting catches my eye.
Online, there are a lot of distractions - like ads -but because I'm so used to ignoring them while I'm circling around in cyberspace each day, it was easier to focus on what I was reading. I thought I would miss some features that I always read: comics, letters to the editor, obituaries. But, it's all available...either on the paper's page or elsewhere. In fact, the comics just got more interesting because I can access the syndication pages and read a whole bunch that I don't find in the daily newspaper. Not that I did, of course, No, I selected about six that I really like and let the rest go.
This wasn't a New Year's resolution at all but it sort of feels like one. Weird, huh?