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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Temperatures hit record highs

For the first time in my adult life, the recent headlines have held little luster for me. Meaningful news has been delivered only by doctors in a rural hospital in Montana, where my mom is very sick. I guess you could say I'm out of the loop, and I'm thankful for the reporters, editors and photographers I have working for me.

Meanwhile, I'm getting angry e-mails about the photo of the dead calf we have on today's home page and newspaper cover. I'm collecting all opinions, and I'd like to write a column.

Posted by cmatthews at July 25, 2006 02:44 PM

Comments

First of all, Best wishes for a full and speedy recovery for your Mom.

My first thought at reading the complaint letter in today's edition of the TP was, “Oh, boohoo”, I think some people are a bit too sensitive to be reading a newspaper, where they may learn about some of the harsh things going on in the world around us. The photo was not gruesome in any way, beyond the fact that it depicted a dead cow.


Posted by: Jim Freeman at July 27, 2006 10:12 AM

Glad to have you back and sympathize with you regarding your trip to Montana. I hope things turned out well in that respect.

With respect to the dead cow on the front page. I wouldn't worry about it. People complain about anything for no apparent good reason.

It amazes me that people will shell out as much as $15 per head to go and see the latest blood and meyham at the theater, pay huge sums of money to watch what amounts to pornography on television and yet a picture of a dead cow on the front page of the paper turns their stomach?

Give me a break please! Has this world suddenly gone completely insane or have I simply not been paying attention to what has been going on?

It's kind of like the article I wrote regarding the gutters and drains in the subdivision that contains Zanussi Park.

One person complains about me lurking around and learing through fences, even though I was driving my car. Another complains of the gutter in another side of town, which I was not addressing at all. Then one of our local writers impunes I am a lord from Austria and insults all of the people involved by accusing them of pimping.

So don't worry about the nonsence that people come up with. I have become use to it.

Take care.

Dave

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