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What sad news. I knew Doug as an admirable city councilor. He did his homework and was a passionate and always civil advocate for causes he thought important. He was a gracious man with a quirky sense of humor and an easy smile. Inadequate as words are at such a time, I offer my condolences to his wife, Trina Magi, and all those who loved him.
Good article. Thanks, Nancy.
Good job, Paul.
A nicely-reported story.
I wish Nancy and Terri well, but I’m glad, for their sake, to see them go.They’ll feel lost for a few days, but they’ll be OK.
Terri’s right: it’s unsettling to step away from the journalistic world one has struggled in for years. For a good reporter, the reporting never ends, and in a good newsroom the ethic of fairness and fearlessness is contagious.
But corruption is contagious as well, in a police force or legislature or newsroom.
A bad newsroom is a dismal cell, the managers anxious above all to avoid unhappy attention from corporate overlords, young reporters learning by example that the quick and easy way is the safe way and the watchdogs either shot or let loose.
It’s hard in these days of news snippets and cable shouting, the endless scrambling for one more farthing of ad revenue--particularly in newspapers like Gannett’s, run by individuals of breathtaking crudity and selfishness, none of them journalists—to recall the days when the local newspaper was trustworthy and indispensable. Local papers were never perfect and none uncovered all they might have, but in years past many tried to do the job.
The Free Press, of course, needs reporters in City Hall all the time, in the State House and state bureaucracies, in the police stations and courts and schools, in the streets and wherever the public business takes place. Reporting can’t be done on the cheap.
This is a sad period for Burlington. The old newspaper is dressed in a new cheap suit and is heading for Vegas, a blonde on each arm.