Archive for December, 2010

A Year passes ——–

Moon beams - Chris Ritchey

As revelers the world over celebrate December 31st with song, laughter,food, fireworks and noise makers they will not notice a small light is no longer shining this year.

But in a home in Lorain, a mother and father dread this New Years Eve, they will not celebrate because all the fireworks, lights in the sky cannot make up for the “light they lost” – their precious moonbeam -who shone so brightly for just a little while and radiated such love and truth as to shame the dark.

Remembering a light lost- and a love that does not fade

GABRIEL MILLER a special moonbeam December 31-2009

December 31, 2010 at 3:34 am 4 comments

Visiting the holidays- The visit

I knew a year ago this house would not see another “Christmas” – there wouldn’t be a tree dragged in and decorated, no lights ,wrapping presents, dinners and plum puddings.

Christmas’s past were all too powerful to let in the mere thought of a Christmas present.

So this little house became the house that “Christmas didn’t happen” – no holiday baking or signing of cards, no stockings hung by the chimney with care.
Christmas happened elsewhere in a house full of warmth and joy and a darling little boy.

I “visited” Christmas this year and when the visit became too much- I was able to leave the present and find sanctuary in a log fire without stockings and decorations. I could leave Christmas and HO! Ho! Ho! , I could escape from the neon , the music and the jolly jolly .

Don’t feel too badly for me I have noticed that I felt not one bit of holiday stress with rushing here and there, parking, making sure this would be done, did I forget this person– the money, the dog’s tail knocking the ornaments across the room- clearing up the needles, worrying whether the tree was drying out too quickly.

None of that- the only shopping I had to do was for that little boy- for this year’s CHRIS -MISS- PRESENT. A present given from Chris who wanted so much to be part of Gavin’s life and to help him grow and to spoil him- from a pony to teaching him soccer – Chris, who spent such a little time with him was denied . However. Gavin knows his Uncle Chris in so many ways and will always have his Chris Miss Presents on all his holidays.
This year the Chris Miss Present was easy- as soon as I saw it I knew- there was no debate , no

“Do you think this is what Chris would’ve wanted for Gavin?”

I knew and even though it will be a couple of months until he can reach the foot controls- and mummy and daddy have lost their living room once again – The Chris Miss present brought a smile and a tear.

December 27, 2010 at 2:22 pm 12 comments

MY Gift for your December- Grace’s Fur Coat

Struggling as I am this holiday season I have become somewhat Scrooge- like. I want to sink further into my sub surface world and wake up in 2011. That can’t be done not with a little boy who eyes dance and delight with the trappings of his first realized Christmas.

As I lay awake last night I thought of the first Christmas I could remember in any detail. The event unfolded in pieces parts as sleep and tears tried to interfere.

A pillow case was tied to my bedpost- mummy and daddy acting funny and telling me that tomorrow would bring surprise as a Father Christmas would be coming- later on giggling and rustling at the end of my bed as mummy was there with a “grandfather in red”.

I awoke to find the pillow case, full of goodies, no longer tied to the bed post- filled with expectation I hauled the loot to my parent’s bedroom. As I climbed on the bed and snuggled under the eider-down ,opening my presents- mummy got up and went to make a cup of tea- tea and hot buttered toast in bed was a special treat – I knew that.

Then came the evening- I am not sure what happened the rest of that day. I remember sitting at a big table at my father’s mother’s house, having been sat on telephone books and a cushion and tied around my waist to the chair with a pretty scarf so I could eat with the adults.

My Grandmothers were completely the opposites of one another. My Nana -Nanny Hines – ( mum’s mother) was fairly poor ,she had white, white hair . Her little house always smelled of baking and she always had time for a cuddle and a story. Her big feather bed was always the place for a lovely warm nap. English homes, especially back then, were “cold and draughty”.

My father’s mother on the other hand, was much wealthier- her large house with many rooms , 13 to 14 foot ceilings, ornate plaster work was furnished with velvets and silks and overstuffed furniture. Nanny Bunyan smelled of expensive perfume and was decked out with jewelery and coffered red hair, manicured nails and beautiful clothes. However hers was not a “lap” that was for holding a child’s sticky fingers and stories.

I remembered that Christmas night- there were aunts and uncles and lots of people. There were no other children and there wasn’t a tree, even a tiny one decked out with paper chains. However there were silver serving dishes , tea services , brass, silks ,satins, curtains and door hangings with plush velvets and large floor lamps whose fringed shades moved and swayed – the firelight reflected off the crystal. It was all very Aladdin’s cave- like, there weren’t any of the thick slices of homemade bread with lemon curd, or slices of cream cake but dates, and figs and turkish delight, dainty little cakes and sandwiches.

I suppose I must have fallen asleep as I remember being carried out of the room , the cold air of the draughty hallway stirring me from sleep.

I was laid on the big bed in her room, it was, I knew, a room filled with wonderful objects I was not allowed to touch. The hues were dusky rose and golds, the big bed was covered in a rosy pink satin coverlet, long dark wine velvet drapes covered the very large windows. This night at the bottom of the bed had been piled the coats of my grandmother’s guests. I awoke as my little warm body was laid onto the coldness of the satin coverlet-

“Be a good girl and go to sleep”

said my father as he closed the door , I was cold but I dare not touch anything- I curled up into myself trying to stay warm in my own little part of the coverlet, to move would find another place where my little body would experience the touch of cold satin once again sending a shiver of cold.

How long I lay like that I don’t know, it was probably just a matter of minutes but it seemed so long when the door opened and light came into my little dark world . Her name was Grace, she was the wife of the CFO of my grandmother’s business.

She came into the bedroom and laid her husband’s coat, still cold from the outside, at the foot of the bed.
I suppose what met her eyes was a tiny little golden headed child curled into a fetal position half awake and half asleep. The next thing I remember was being cradled in warmth- she had taken her fur coat off and still warm from her own body wrapped it over and around me- I remember that warmth, the smell of her perfume, the feel of the softness of the fur as I buried myself in its comfort, the sounds of Christmas from the drawing-room became my lullabye


I slept , until my world of contentment and warmth was once more rudely awakened, mummy putting me into my coat , being carried to the car , the car blanket ( the heaters in cars then weren’t so good either) being put over me for the journey home but the cold leather back seat brought me once again to reality.

So to those who join me this “holiday season” watching, shivering in our grief from our parallel world “the other world” of silver bells, laughter, decking the halls , parties sweet things to eat, songs and merriment

I wish you the comfort, warmth and respite from the coldness that grief brings ( if just for a little while) I wish you the gift of Grace’s fur coat.

December 23, 2010 at 12:37 pm 10 comments

Lorain Dude: And so THIS IS Christmas

Apparently I was around for this last year – but I don’t remember much- This year though I have been introduced to the goings on in an around my little place on the planet.

I know Nag Nog and mummy have decided to break with old traditions they used to have and start some new ones for me- ( they say I am special)

I did get to go to this park at the end of Nag Nog’s street- the Christmas Council people had hot chocolate, stories , lights and fireworks and Mayor Krasienko of Lorain got to have his picture taken with mummy and I-

It was really cold- and I couldn’t stay for the fireworks but ‘Uncle Mark” has a lot of photos and video

Photo – Mark Teleha

I can’t figure out this tree thing though. The grown-ups bring in this tree into the house- and its OK but whenever “I” try to bring in this stuff called snow- (haven’t made up my mind about snow yet) or logs or dirt or branches the dog chewed off the tree,or that lovely pile of wet leaves – it is a

No! No! Gavin!!!

moment .

I decided to go along with this decorating business

Now what to put on this tree- have to get stuck in here

AHHA found something will this do?

Whew!!!! well at last – now I can take a break

I think Nana has made me some cake and a glass of milk- this decorating trees is hard work!

That is fork in the left Right?????

Now I did get to Lakeview to see the lights and I did go to Carlisle Visitor Center but Nag Nog is not to be trusted with the camera- nothing came out- soooooooo you will have to check out those lights here
Photo Lorain County Metro Parks

What do you mean the village isn’t for eating? Now you tell me!!!!

I will let you know how this “Christmas ” works out- hope yours is great!

December 21, 2010 at 6:22 pm 10 comments

J’accuse- Truth -Justice – the American Way

Part One:

Part Two

As I wrote and pondered and tried to tell the “rest of the story” with what was happening with the CRA(p) – ( P standing for political)- I noticed something that worried me and should have worried anyone who holds a public office. “

“How many lawyers do you need to advise you when making legislative decisions when holding a public office “

Mark Stewart – J.Accuse

The Auditor in question – Mark Stewart- had claimed “politics” as a concern with the County’s Law Dept. when wishing to hire his own outside counsel- Subodh Chanda- as he didn’t like the opinion he was given by the county’s legal dept( although the Supreme Court did agree with that opinion eventually).

Depending on the usage of the word “politics”there was a lot of “politics” involved in the CRA(p) .

So here I was the non “political” observer worrying about a situation that really didn’t affect me. All the wordsmithying, innuendo and casting aspersions as to the integrity of the “accused” was leaving the accusers and anyone else holding office in a vulnerable ( should you always get a 2nd legal opinion ?)

In every article written , every discussion the “accused “ maintained there was no wrong doing or intent . In fact this public servant sat with these other public servants week in and week out in Lorain City Council chambers – they followed the same legislative procedures -voting on the same issues- chairing council committees and the “process” of sending legislation to full council and all that entails- they knew full well the legislative procedures , they were not “on lookers”. The “accused” HAD in fact followed the direction of the City of Lorain’s LAW DIRECTOR- in all things and decisions made. .

Craig Snodgrass J’Accuse

The fact that there was even a letter from that Law Director on the City of Lorain letter head apparently didn’t matter.

That letter was never published ( apart from on my blog) – just an aside once in a while in newspaper articles that it existed as a man was pilloried in the press and in “politics”

Greg Holcomb J’Accuse

Whoa thought I – these same individuals who are casting the aspersions use “every day” opinions from their respective Law Directors- ask for advice and follow that advice-

I wondered what they were letting themselves in for-
How can someone who followed the advice of the city’s chief legal counsel still be held to censure?

Does this mean that a public official should then get another legal opinion in everything they do “just in case “- It didn’t make sense to me The public servants who follow the advice of county and city legal opinions everyday day they seemingly picked and chose which opinions suited them. The accusers had, in my opinion, based their accusations on supposition, hypothesis and self-serving interpretation of the law.

AHHHHHH politics!

Phil Betleski J’Accuse

And yet a man’s integrity , his intent and reputation had been tarnished. For three years this carried on- until finally another letter from a another Law Director .
LD Riley letter CRA

I wonder if those that cast the aspersions and claims of wrong doing and who put “character” on trial in the court of public opinion have apologised – In my opinion they damned well should!

As I looked at the photos of the “politico accusers” I noticed they all had “flags” adorning the background behind their smiling faces even Subodh Chandra is in full swing with “the American way”

It seems to me those that espouse the virtues of the “American Way” should now be stepping up and rectifying the actions of their accusations.

You don’t get to throw the mud and walk away ( in my world) leaving the stain of politics on one’s character.

The accusers , for me at least, have lost respect, not only personally but professionally and definitely politically- I for one look upon them with a certain degree of skepticism…….. J’Accuse………..

The Chronicle and the Morning Journal both put the “rest of the story “ out on their front pages last week

As for the Plain Dealer – well if it was mentioned it certainly wasn’t mentioned on their front page as the “aspersions” cast that October day of “THREE YEARS” ago merited.

It seems to me that you may be innocent in a court of law until “proven” guilty but in the world of politics, media and the court of public opinion you can be guilty until you prove yourself innocent!

Is this to be the new “justice” around here lately – throw aspersions and half-truths around enough and maybe something will hit a target and if not

Oh well we will just walk away and find another “target”-

In the meantime those of us who have been “accused” – no matter our proven innocence will always have the muddying of our reputations

” oh you know who that is he / she / they were involved with??????????”



December 20, 2010 at 10:07 am 3 comments

DEC 19th- 2009 “The Issue” 2010

Angela (Lombardi) ritchey by CHRIS RITCHEY

It was many months after your callous acts perpetrated upon those that loved Chris- HIS family– that you Angela stated to Chris’s friend-

“Oh there was an issue with the burial”

So our wonderful Chris was now relegated to an “issue” – like what to wear and where to park? As you and yours worried about parking , colour coordinated flowers,and funeral fashion – you and yours denied a grandmother her goodbye:

December 19th-2009 you took from this gentle woman “everything” -and have since “disgraced” a memory of “who Chris was”with your balloons and cake and tacky decoration and acts of “self”

December 19th-2009 the day was wet, dreary and cold, as I remember, when in the evening we were told a burial had taken place. A grandmother’s heart already broken was shattered even further and she wrote that day:

Goodbye – My “luverlyful” grandson – Chris Ritchey

Someone said that you were interred today – I wasn’t told when – your family wasn’t told- I couldn’t say goodbye to what was left of you on this earth as you went back to the earth-surrounded by whom? Another culture – “apart” – from those that have loved you for so long and since the day were born. A goodbye denied to me ! I could not shed a tear at your side or throw you one last kiss – we have been denied but my thoughts of goodbye are for you my “luvleyful boy” are not to be denied

My grandson has died, he slipped out of his flesh and bones into a new frame.

His spirit has passed from here to where? Leaving us full of despair and loneliness.

I look up to the sky , he is there in the twinkling of the stars, he is in every floating cloud in every ray of sunlight.

He is there in the whispering stir of the leaves, the grass under our feet, in the birds dawn chorus and every flower that buds in the spring.

He is there in Misty’s joyful bark and in every breath of air we breathe.

We mourn and long for you Chris – you left us too soon but we thank you for every memory you gave us – locked safely in our shattered hearts – so that none can take them away –

I love you Chris and I am so glad and proud you were my grandson, if just for just awhile.

Love Nana

December 19, 2010 at 12:44 am 17 comments

J’accuse- The Accusers- the CRA(p)

Part One:

Here we are coming full circle – In J’accuse ( found here )
I wrote:

Everyday you have to prove innocence because someone made an accusation, that on the face of it, was believable. You spend your days “explaining” and your nights waiting for the next phone call or knock on the door wanting to know what you are doing and where you have been .

It is only when you look into the “rest of the story” that you realize that as ridiculous as these accusations really were the suffering, expense and the toll on a family -wasn’t funny.

So I will continue to “make it my business”-having lived through “J’accuse”- to make sure that no one else (no matter who) doesn’t have to go through the same thing-
I will take accusations with skepticism , especially by ”nom de plumes” in the same context as a
“man in a tree in a dress, shooting a ray gun that makes steel doors disappear, whilst waggling through a slit in the fence.”

Accusations: I first wrote about the CRA situation in Lorain on November 24th 2006– long before anyone else was interested- and I attended meetings when there was not one “real media” person there at all

Whether you agree with the program or not is NOT the point of this post.

I have probably written more posts, read more documents, know the players better than anyone- when it comes to this situation I WAS NOT a surface dweller .

I watched the spin -the he said/ she said, the media coverage and in this instance ‘THEY WERE AND STILL ARE THE SURFACE DWELLERS”
Image – Scott Bakalar

I wrote in January 2008 the following post on this blog:

CRA or Confusion Runs Amuck
Now don’t bother to follow any of the links in that article because the PD article is “no longer available”- the links to the articles on WoM are no longer available – SIGH and even the Supreme Court Case and Attorney Chandra’s diatribe as to his accusations has been moved.

BUT as a gentle reminder of what was printed and who said what in the Plain Dealer article October 28 th 2007 written by Leila Atassi you can access word documents ( yeah I saved it) of that article
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So after you have played catchup I will continue with “the rest of the story” as this Plain Dealer article was the most damaging to the reputation( in my opinion) to the “accused” and was “used in the legalese” sent to the Ohio Supreme Court by Mark Stewart’s Attorney- Subodh Chandra.

The ONLY article used in the argument for dismissal (page 55 of 84 (Motion to Dismiss) the Ohio Supreme Court Case Is that Plain Dealer article

Although in April and May of 2007 ( a year after the legislation was approved) at least three council people (all whom worked for the county) and two for the auditor, Mark Stewart, at the time Councilman Snodgrass – Greg Holcomb (now in Congresswoman Sutton’s office) – Phil Beltleski (pot calling the kettle black)
They all had their accusations documented as well- they accused and interpreted the law to their own spin : Remember as you read the accusations – the “accused” maintained NO wrong doing right from the very beginning- but his voice was not heard

Time after time in print and in the public arena the man was maligned in the press and in public– but the conspiracy theorists and the finger pointers had found a “scape goat”- rather than – in my opinion – admit to their own “professional failings”. For three years this continued- a reputation besmirched why? how? Because of J’Accuse

NOTE:You can access all the CRA posts on this blog here

December 17, 2010 at 9:08 pm 2 comments

Morning Journal- Not so much an op ed more a way of life

NOTE: Apologies to David Frost and
Not So Much a Program More a Way of Life
for the headline on this post.

I received an email from Tom Skoch the Editor of the Morning Journal and I thought I would share his thoughts on the Morning Journal’s “metamorphosis”

I’ve been doing news since 1969, and I have never been more excited about coming to work and the future of this business than I am now. We are truly in the middle of something revolutionary and history-making here, I believe.

Quite literally, the whole media world is watching what we in Journal Register Company are trying to accomplish, and The Morning Journal is up in the front row of JRC’s efforts, along with the Register Citizen that was featured in the NYT story with their “newsroom café.”

This goes way beyond handing out donuts or being (wrongly) suspected of trying to sneak free work out of people.

The Internet has replaced the printing press as the world’s primary communication tool. The traditional print newspaper business model is dead.

We at the MJ and JRC are trying to evolve to make full use of the Internet’s capability, and we hope eventually to make enough money along the way to keep a free “press” going strong in America. Without that, this country is cooked.

The Internet is above-all interactive, and that naturally means “readers” now can, and should be, inside the process of deciding what is news and enabling them to help make sure news reports are as accurate, complete, insightful and timely as possible.

If we are as successful as I think we will be, Lorain readers will be able to get the latest local news 24/7 when they want it, and delivered on the platform best suited to their needs, be that web, social media like Twitter and Facebook, or in print. They can help launch stories, correct errors they spot, add information they know, contribute photos, video or graphics, or just voice their opinion in more ways than formerly possible.

The Community Media Lab is one aspect of this metamorphosis. The Internet has enabled everyone to publish, not just people with printing presses. We want to bring together a critical mass of people (now called bloggers) who want to lend the community their expertise or outlook on various topics. Among these people most certainly are those who know more about a given subject than a “professional” reporter or have writing skills far beyond ours. We want to provide a place for them to be read; we don’t want to shut them out. We are communicators, and we want to raise the level and value of public communication to the new, higher plane made possible by the Internet.

So, as I’ve told our readers and the other bloggers numerous times, if you join the Community Media Lab, I don’t tell you what to write. I don’t edit it. I don’t screen it. You do what you’ve always done. It’s your blog, and we don’t try to exert any control over it. We just give it a highly visible spot for local readers to find it easily, among a wealth of other community voices. And maybe Lorain will become a better place for having everyone lend their wisdom.
Tom (Skoch)

December 17, 2010 at 12:46 am 3 comments

Truth- “Innocence” -LOST- Perception becomes reality

I have, for many months been exploring truth- my truth admittedly – there have been times that I have laid open to readers the very core of my being – Why? Because it is important that I document truth. The only thing you can take with you is your name and who you were.

My name and supposed actions have been bandied about from hospital corridors to even a gathering to memorialize my dead son, emails have been sent about me that were erroneous and from a perspective that had nothing to do with the actual truth in order to justify the actions of a few.

I want you all to reflect for just a minute as to how you would feel at the lowest point of your life having your name and your actions defiled as you mourn the death of your child or brother?

I am fortunate, in my life I can tell it how it is “in my opinion” ( and yes I try to document all the facts and information that lead me to my truth). I am not dependent upon anyone for income, just my long-suffering husband and he can’t afford to get rid of me 🙂 I don’t run for political office, benefit from any of the “works” I do – I don’t care whether I am liked or not- or benefit from any way from this blog, there are no advertising dollars from which I benefit and I don’t care if I have 3 readers or 20 or 20,000 a week. .It is the fact that my truths are out there in the world of the web linked to my name and for Gavin and my family .

This isn’t the first time “J’Accuse”- The cost of innocence – has been part of this family- for months we had to deal with an elderly woman who zeroed in- in her dementia – on another family member. I covered the situation in detail on the now defunct WoM-

Your life becomes about PROVING YOUR INNOCENCE every day, just because “J’Accuse”.

“The word document chronicling that happenstance can be found here:


Sometimes I write for my own mental health to get out of my system the frustration pain and sorrow- sometimes to address issues raised by others who don’t feel able to jump into the frey as their financial situations and reputations are dependent upon others.

You see, even before I lost my son, I was pretty outspoken but I was still somewhat cautious – now not so much when one of the worst things imaginable has happened in your life you develop an immunity – because you have hit bottom- nothing anyone else can ever do – apart from more loss of loved ones- can cause as much pain as I already have. It is freeing somehow-
But what happens to people when their name is held up to be guilty in media and in legal transaction etc? What happens when their truth is bent and twisted to serve the purposes of others- just like mine was this year- they who do not have the benefit of a fairly well read blog telling the rest of the story – to get their truth out there or have been waiting themselves for “clarification legally” .

This blog “that woman” started so I could follow through as mentioned in the previous post . I will be following through in the next couple of days on reputations lost…………..

December 16, 2010 at 12:02 am 5 comments

The Media and The Blogger- ad- it- up

SOURCE- Dave Walker

Cartoon by Dave Walker

What is a blog? It depends on one’s perspective ( isn’t that always the way 😉 ?

In the beginning of my experience on the www. I had a website which I used to document my writings for “print media” so I could have easier access than all those magazines cluttering up everything in my attic. I retired from writing in 2005- (SIGH)

One of those web sites is still “hanging on” and still receives traffic and the owners of the site still run adverts. Another website I use quite regularly is the Charleston Village Website which is graciously hosted by Emerge . If you check out that website you will also see adverts. It is how the “hosts” bring in dollars to sustain their business. They host my writings and in turn ( hopefully for them) my readers read the ads, the more readers the more popular you are the more the advertisers pay to advertise and the more money the “host ” can charge.

This WordPress “BLOG” called “that woman blog” will have google ads from time to time- it is how WordPress recovers their costs of hosting a free blog. Now I could pay them to host my blog and the ads will go but I appreciate them being my host!

This “that woman blog” started back in January 2008– but that was not the beginning of my “blogging ” experience”. Initially I was introduced to the “blogging” world ( rather than my website world) by a Blogger/musician Scott Bakalar.

Scott was a “blogger”- he was documenting and venting on his blog “wordofmouthblogspot” the trials and tribulations he, as a resident of Lorain ,faced ( mainly his basement flooding problems). Scott contacted me to ask permission to use one of my articles that had been in print- thereby developed a relationship .

The blogging world caught my attention and eventually the WoM Blog was born- in its heyday there were “11 bloggers blogging and guest bloggers posting and hundreds of comments waiting and a partridge in a pear tree”.

Most bloggers blog about something that is of particular interest to them, politics, photography, sports, family, cooking, history , health, dogs, you name it people with a passion for their subject write about it on their blogs. etc .

This “that woman blog”- is like a blog on steroids-( just check the category list there are over 60 of them. What started out ( after leaving WoM) as a “finishing up on a follow through”soon became eclectic epistle of who I am , what I think at any given moment and a sharing of my experiences from Cra(p) documenting history , the British take, – Alsace-Lorraine to City of Lorain and in recent months exposing my innermost thoughts and pain to the world.
When blogs first appeared the print media flew into a tizzy-

These bloggers are nothing but unsubstantiated writers of opinion- they aren’t journalists- puffed up with their own self importance.-They do nothing but comment of the work of “real journalists” – they don’t deserve respect …. etc etc.

However, the “blogajournalists” started to make a difference and started to draw in a huge readership. People started to look to the bloggers for the “rest of the story” – even if most based their research on speculation and opinion. As the blogs grew so did their credibility. In a short period of time media was using the talent and tenacity displayed by bloggers to their advantage. Then came the dawn of the professional blogger who gets a stipend for their “blogs”

Note :This “post” comes from the standpoint of one of the criticisms leveled at bloggers – who just read what others are doing and comment- please bear that in mind – my thoughts on the following are from one who has observed from afar.

For many weeks now one local print media has been recruiting bloggers for their community media lab.

This is a good thing for the bloggers, it will mean hopefully that they will draw a larger audience to their blogs and therefore spread their thoughts wider as they are under the umbrella of a “host media” who can use their ability to advertise ( for free) to bring readers to their member blogs.

Initially I had the “Tell it to the Editor “ Blog link on my blog roll- but I took it off because the “editor” didn’t update regularly ( sorry Tom)

The Morning Journal has decided to benefit its readers but giving them “citizens forum” so to speak – bit like the old WoM blog if the truth be known 🙂

I was pleased to see the Daniel Brady blog as one of the “group”- he fills a niche in this area that is fascinating. And his writings are always based on facts.

But the little voice in me ( who used to be a journalist 🙂 ) nags a little-

What do those writers who have gone through Journalism 101 think about all this- after all from their perspective bloggers ( unless they too are paid???) are doing the research, the writing and the work for free-

now that may be a little worrying to the “professional journalist” but don’t fear the bloggers are saving you-

In the case of our local media ( The Plain Dealer also had this bloggers unite idea a few years ago with political blogs such as “Writes Like She Talks”) The bloggers get exposure through a “recognised media outlet” in turn the media outlet brings more “hits” to their “umbrella hosting” which in turn means they can tell their advertisers

We have so many more readership on our “site” we can now raise the advertising rates

which keeps the “mother organisation” able to pay the journalists and possibly allowing the professional journalist to now cover a specialized area and become yes! a pseudo TV reporter and camera person- another option open to the journalist 😉

So a partnership has evolved and a partnership is born . Who knew that those who were so pilloried just a few short years ago may now keep the “print” ???media afloat……..

Watch out channels 3,5,8,19 Cnn etc. the Mini Me Print Media is coming

December 14, 2010 at 12:59 pm 4 comments

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