To the Wall Street Journal.
I suppose the new format makes it easier to schlep around, but I feel a sense of loss. The old WSJ had a kind of a grandeur about it. It’s like I went to sleep one night with a ’55 Cadillac Coupe DeVille in my garage, woke up the next morning and somebody had swapped it out for a little Hyundai or something. An era’s over, without my permission.
(Yeah, I know, newspapers are dinosaurs, etc. etc. I’m the first one to say so. But I didn’t really view the WSJ as a newspaper, more like a daily magazine. And sometimes I like to read hardcopy, maybe because I work at a computer screen all day long.)