Shortly after my latest edition of Sports Illustrated arrived in my mailbox, a renewal notice came, too.
I’ve been a subscriber for many decades.
Heck, in the Wayback, I signed young people up for Sports Illustrated for Kids, hoping it would foster the love for the well-told story (and maybe sports too) that burned in my heart always.
I notice that this standard-bearer of the trade will now give me for my 30-odd buck 16 editions a year, with one freebie. No longer is SI a weekly publication.
Sad but yet another sign of the state of journalism in my world.
I’d read the stories of the drastic layoffs at the magazine as it was sold and … Well, I’ve seen its pages. My favorite writers have scattered to the wind.
Now comes the decision. Do I pledge my dollars because what remains deserves to live on? Do I keep with the ranks of the loyal because journalism as a whole needs to be saved? Do I send a check as I clicked yes to the Washington Post and my local newspaper because I know in my heart our country needs seekers of the truth always? Do I ignore the layoffs (including my own seven years ago, but that’s another tale) and obvious changes in coverage from the golden years?
This is a tough one, this SI decision. Principle vs. principal. The bill sits on my dresser.