So last week Congress heard testimony about the state of journalism, and negotiators worked to the last minute to save The Boston Globe. As the debates about business models, financing and bail-outs for the media continue, I’d like to offer something a little different — some thoughts from a neighbor to the north.
I’m a fan of the Canadian program, The Vinyl Café, which, thanks to podcasting, I can enjoy here in Kentucky, far beyond the CBC’s terrestrial radio signal. Some call the show a Canadian version of A Prairie Home Companion. Well, there is music and story-telling, but that’s about where the similarities end. The host, Stuart McLean, was a documentary producer for CBC’s Sunday morning magazine (another great show), and a former journalism professor. Instead of Lake Wobegon, McLean spins stories about a suburban Toronto family.
On occasion, to fill out the weekly podcasts, The Vinyl Café producers will offer a commentary from McLean. It could be about Canadian politics or culture or history. Recently, McLean was thinking about newspapers.
We know that newspapers report the issues and events in a community. McLean reminds us, though, that newspapers are vital in building community.
“A newspaper is a shared experience…. When our cities are full of newspapers, they are quite literally on every corner. That means you don’t even have to read them to know what they’re on about – you just have to walk around and they’ll seep into you like ink spilled on a blotter. And in this spilling, they’ll stain your mind. And that means we are all ink-stained: those of us who read the papers and those of us who don’t.
“And this is the important part: we are stained with the same stories, and because of that, all of us living together can carry on a common conversation…. For it’s in the sharing that we foster fellowship. And that is what creates community.
“If everyone has their own private newspapers as the webmasters would have it….we may be just as well informed, quite possibly better informed, but we’ll become a society of solitudes – each of lost in our private prejudices. And rather than argue with each other over what might and might not be the common good, we’ll drift away to the islands of the single issues and soon be lost in the forests of alienation….
“When we all read the same newspapers it means quite literally we are all on the same page. When we don’t, group activities become personal activities. Great public conversation ceases, and before we know it, we are all bowling alone.”

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