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The Washington Post calls

Tuesday, December 5, 2006, 16:16
Section: Journalism

The Washington Post logoOK, geeking out time: I grew up on the Washington Post, either as the Post (when we were stateside) or back when it was one-half of the now much-inferior International Herald-Tribune. Even today, thousands of miles away from the Post, I still read it regularly, and when some other site points to an article there, I always check it out.

Despite what nationally syndicated infotainers might tell you, the paper that everyone reads in the Washington area is the Post, whoever you are and even if you’re waaaay out in the suburbs. (The biggest competition for the Potomac News wasn’t one of the myrid of other local papers surrounding the Beltway, it was the 800-pound gorilla of the Post.)

So when Post reporter Frank Ahrens calls the Star to apparently do a follow-up on a previous article on the future of local newspapers (a topic I’ve written about here before, more than once), I get as giddy as a schoolgirl. (No costume changes, though, sorry.) He talked to Peter and to our publisher, Stephan Wingert.

Allegedly he might be talking to me about the Star’s more aggressive push online, but really, given that he’s already talked to Peter and Stephan, I doubt he’s going to need anything from me. But still, cool.

When the article is posted, I’ll link to it here.


1 Comment »

  1. See, you have standards. I got giddy over Soap Opera Digest wanting to talk to me about “The O.C” But hopfully the Post talks to you, our favorite mild mannered reporter in Cali!

    Comment by Arune Singh — December 13, 2006 @ 6:39

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