"trying to extinguish the notion?"

Wow, you got to take jabs at both the Oregonian and Willy Week in this post. Sniff....it's...it's beautiful. I only wish Matt Davis were here to appreciate it.

Ironically, if he is laying off a bunch of people, then including his wife, if she fits the criteria, would actually be the honorable thing to do. Carving out an exception for her because she is his wife would be the dishonorable thing.

I AM "HERE" TO APPRECIATE IT BUT I WISH I WERE INDEED PHYSICALLY THERE TO APPRECIATE IT.

Would be outside the Oregonian with a D800, a boom mic, and plenty of Xanax. Maybe somebody should offer sidewalk back rubs to the people who got laid off, in exchange for the tell-all interviews.

Sad truth is: Everybody loses when the paper of record cuts an emphasis on serious reporting. If there were a paper in Portland with the budget and the balls to hire ten good reporters, such as the Eugene Register Guard, for example, it could move in on the O's territory as the Baton Rouge Advocate did in New Orleans after the TP screwed itself. The Newhouse digital business model is based on a presumption: That the city news environment is not worth competing over. That nobody will fight for the turf.

So I do sorta wish somebody in Oregon would say, "you know what, I want to assemble a crack team of ten print reporters to report the crap out this city and state," and actually put some money behind it. And then go after all those digital subscribers with the scrappy underdog spirit.

"We know you don't care about wire copy and butt diets. We know you want the real juice. The hard copy. The corruption. The interns. The news."

Just spitballing here but if somebody were to, in fact, call +44 208 656 0854, for example, and say, "I can pay you $60k a year with healthcare and two weeks of vacation", I'd be happy to lead such a charge. Just in case anybody with any chutzpah might be reading this, that is. But I would insist on jazz flute in the newsroom. And on suits.

It's matthewcharlesdavis@gmail.com

THAT WAS FUCKING CREEPY. WHAT HAPPENS IF I SAY HIS NAME IN THE BATHROOM MIRROR THREE TIMES?

ALSO, MATT. NO ONE HERE CARES ABOUT THOSE THINGS. WE'RE FAR TOO BUSY DEBATING WHICH FLEETWOOD MAC ALBUM IS SECOND-BEST.