… even though we ain't got scratch …
“I was talking to a friend at another paper.” Klondike Cyndi stared at her beer. “Time after time, newspapers that want to raise their quality have to bring in a lot of outsiders. As they improve the product, they upset the natives. The outsiders push and push against the ingrained resistance until there’s a huge uproar and the outsiders are thrown out. The locals take over and chip away at the improvements. Everything then goes into a slide until it finally becomes necessary to renew the whole cycle again and call on more outsiders to save the enterprise.”
“I don’t like the sound of that,” Catfish growled.
“Sounds like a fine theory for someone’s doctorate in mass communications,” Fuzzy suggested.
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