While I feel he is right not to set a date for such an action, I also feel he is right that they will probably stop printing their paper at some point. Unless I pick one up at the library or someplace, I read all newspapers online, including our local paper. I believe that blogs and their online paper will be the future of newspapers in general and investigative reporting in general. Newspaper will probably look as good on a tablet computer like the iPad as comic books do. However, the ability to post breaking stories immediately must be coupled with old fashioned journalistic ethics. Remember, even people commenting on a news article have been sued recently.
Sulzberger also fleshed out plans for the paper’s introduction of a “metered” paywall in early 2011. (The NYT started and stopped its TimesSelect pay experiment in 2007 which was widely deemed a failure.) Readers will be allowed to access a certain number of articles free each month, then will be asked to pay so those who use the site heavily will be charged.
This I am not so sure about. I do realize that to receive the print version of pretty much any paper you must purchase a subscription and that currently online readers like myself get a free ride. I also realize that the revenue stream from advertising that looks good to a individual with a blog might not seem like much to a business like the New York Times. But perhaps there should be a certain amount of free stories, and then the articles beyond that are available to people who subscribe. Perhaps someone remembers what the Timeselect pay experiment was?
Hurricane Earl (or tropical storm Earl according to the Americans) has came and went. Earl we hardly knew you but shut the door on your way out. Of course, the ocean looks like a surfer’s wet dream. We took a drive out to Lawrencetown after the storm had passed and the waves must have been 15 foot. Cars were lined up along the road since the Mounties had the parking lots blocked off. People were standing on the rocks(not something I would try just yet) and walking up along the bluff to take in Poseidon’s handiwork. It was quite beautiful in that awe-inspiring way. We also were able to get out before the storm had reached us, when it was just a bit of rain and some wind. Other people had the same idea as us, because there was several vehicles in the parking lot at the Cow Bay moose. It is a great place to park and look out over the ocean, specially to see an incoming storm.
Things were not so bad in our neighbourhood, although province wide there was approximately 220,000 people without power. Two days later most now have power. For us it was only out for a couple hours. Hard to complain about a couple hours of romantic candlelight. Besides, there’s a reason why laptops come with batteries(too bad the modem doesn’t have one). And oh thank god, Earl took the heat with him. An end to the 35 degree temperatures. As soon as we could, we threw open the windows, letting in the cool breeze.
Ah, Sunday, just a gorgeous day. The sky is clear, the sun is bright and it’s warm without being so hot that you sweat just walking down the sidewalk. So we toss the little guy in the stroller and take a walk down the street to the Cole Harbour Rural Heritage Farm. A nice little chunk of country in the middle of town, the farm, as it is locally known, is both museum and farm. There are two old houses on the property, one of which (the Giles house) is about 200 years old. It is opened up for visitors to tour, with housewares from its original time period. The other house is the Tea Room and offices for the workers. The farm also has a working blacksmith shop and several barns, some used for displays of historical farm implements and some actually working barns. Because, yes there are animals here, several kinds and a large garden as well, the produce of which is used to make food for the Tea Room. And I’m not sure which the little guy likes better, the tools or animals.
He runs right to the chicken pens, grabbing the wire and staring in at them. Then it’s around to the side to check out the geese and ducks. Oh but there’s more. The two calves are in the back of their lot but there are two goats right up front and center, calling for attention. He walks up to the fence until one of the goats sticks his head out then steps back, reaching for Mommy’s leg for that extra shot of confidence. Soon he is petting them and at one point gets butted in the belly by one. Then we run to the barn, ducking through doors and checking everything out.
Little legs soon get tired and as we take the trail beside Settle Lake back to the house, he grabs the stroller and tries to climb in. He rides the rest of the way home, resting up and gathering his energy. Jumping free once we’re inside, its right to the toys, driving the truck all over the room. After all, there’s to much to do to stop for long.