No News Is Good News

It has been said that a newspaper is a living thing, and since all living things die, the passing of the newspaper is a natural event, and to some, even a sad event. But all living things cycle through the stages of birth, adulthood, joint pain, senility and death. The American newspaper is now in the stage of terminal senility, and there is nothing to be done except to make them comfortable until the end.

All things must die, some die in pain
Some die with ease, and some would fain
Not die at all, but struggle not
And silent die, as is their lot
The day must come, the night must pass
The graveside mourn, the solemn mass
It all must end, the circle rhymes
But I’ll not miss, the Post or Times