« You Effing Snob! | Main | "[blank]" »
August 10, 2012
I love the smell of a napalmed New York Times in the morning.
First went the real estate. Then went the NYT’s stake in the Boston Red Sox and NESN (a regional sports cable network). Then went 16 regional newspapers for $143 million. Next (probably) goes About.com, which the NYT purchased for $410 million years ago and is now desperate to sell for $270 million. -- Via Meadia
Posted by gerardvanderleun at August 10, 2012 6:49 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
Your Say
I suspect some Leftist billionaire will step up at the critical moment to save the NYT.
Posted by: Lorne at August 10, 2012 9:17 PM
Is it too early for a contest to create the perfect election-night cocktail to be consumed on-air by various media geniuses?
I'll submit the "Tingle-tini". Your lips won't be able to form a snear after this one!
Use Juniper Green Organic Gin, substitute bitters for the dry vermouth, garnish with a sprig of stinging nettles, and finish with a Salt Lake-salted rim.
Posted by: sherlock at August 11, 2012 7:33 AM
Crap, "snear" should be "sneer".
Posted by: sherlock at August 11, 2012 7:35 AM
When they auction off the last of the shrunken heads from the NY Times cubicles, I may put in a bid to have a little something to stick onto the pike.
Posted by: indy jones at August 11, 2012 3:10 PM
Lorne - That's fine, if they are spending resources to prop up the NYT those resources can't be used to cause damage elsewhere.
Posted by: Mikey NTH at August 12, 2012 5:49 AM
Crap, "snear" should be "sneer".
WELL! What about those of us who snear? We have rights too.
Posted by: Peccable at August 12, 2012 6:14 AM
"What about those of us who snear? We have rights too."
Invent an election night cocktail better than mine and we'll talk about it.
Posted by: sherlock at August 12, 2012 6:41 AM