The slow extended death, the life-force ebbing out incrementally drip by drip, the helplessness of imminent demise extracting an agonizing toll at increasingly exponential rate the longer it takes to end the suffering, is conventional wisdom as a far worse fate then the quick death scenario. Your mind playing tricks on you in the hope at survival, mood swings set you rising stratospherically in the flash of some life-saving scheme only to come crashing down in free fall of reality setting in.
Suitors come and go, hope springs eternal, (the same delusion of "hope" promised to the American people) but vultures are what they turn out to be, offers of subsistence that inevitably are revealed to be merely requests for remains of the Grey Ladys carcass.
All this has its costs, mentally subconsciously, and yet despite it all, they remain nothing but brazen, arrogant, no sense of humility abound, the look and feel all aglow of that of a mortician's touch.
But soon, as they approach the threshold of death ultimately they will willfully yearn for the Grim Reaper to bring his sweeper to dispatch the Grey Lady to the dustbin of history.
New York Times and your catatonic ilk;you will not be missed.
I believe the Times is getting itself down to a state of cost....that some Bombay millionaire can buy it for next to nothing. I don’t what you’d want to do with it....but value-wise, it’s worthless.
They could start with the truth.
This weekend I was taking to a new neighbor, who'd just moved down to Tampa. She was telling me her total astonishment about newspaper prices here. The TampaBayTimes (the ultra lib rag formerly know as the St. Pete Times..and which is trying to kill off the Tampa tribune) offers news subcribers a ONE YEAR 7 day/week delivered to your door rate of $27..not per month...that's for the WHOLE YEAR..That is total insanity..