Thursday, July 31, 2025

Fallen Apples

(This is from 18 yeas ago in August 2007.)


By now I ought to be an expert at transitions, having made it into and out of a dozen jobs in the past 20 years, 8 different houses, and roughly a half dozen serious relationships. So, from this perspective, change has long been The Rule in my life, as opposed to the exception.

But I’m not an expert at how to handle change. More like an expert on extended mid-life crises.

Yesterday I had lunch with a friend who has lived a very different life from mine, at least at work. For almost four decades, he checked in at the corner of Fifth & Mission Streets, entering the door on Fifth to the old San Francisco Examiner; then, since the beginnings of the 21st century, through the Mission Street door to the headquarters of the San Francisco Chronicle.

The Examiner was the flagship newspaper started by William Randolph Hearst, but over the years it ended up as an afternoon paper in a morning town. Finally, when the heirs agreed to sell the Chronicle to the Hearst Corp., my friend and the entire Examiner management team simply moved around the corner and took over the morning newspaper.

As part of the deal, the Hearst Corp. dumped the Examiner, which has since changed hands and is a free, tabloid-style daily. Bereft of direct competition, you might have expected the Chronicle to flourish, but in the Internet Age, that didn’t happen. Instead it has floundered, losing circulation and over $50 million a year.

One day recently, despite his long, loyal service, my friend was called into a conference room by the HR person and handed his walking papers. In the way of this time and place, there was no ceremony, no word of thanks, nothing, just: "Go." Around a hundred veterans of the newspaper business were let go at the same time in that old building, which will soon echo with the muffled voices of ghosts past.

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TOM PETTY & THE HEARTBREAKERS : US TV 1999 

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