Saturday, April 25, 2026

(Not Really) Retired

My career in journalism coincided almost perfectly with the rise and fall of the profession during the late 20th and early 21st centuries.

Thus any narrative of those years could serve as a personal version of the historical record. The first half had lots of highlights, Rolling Stone, the Patty Hearst stories, the Center for Investigative Reporting, “Circle of Poison,” SalonWired News, book deals, Hollywood, and awards.

The second half was a constant dance from job to job as media institutions lost out to Internet-based companies including social media.

During the dozen years before my first retirement, I held jobs at startups MyWire, Predictify and GreatNonProfits; consulted for clients including Wikimedia Foundation, which publishes Wikipedia, and the California Academy of Sciences; worked with a wonderful French software company called Smub, and took on part-time gigs as a media analyst/blogger for BNET and 7X7.

In the last two positions, I met and interviewed founders of Twitter, Lyft, Airbnb, Uber, Nextdoor, Getaround and dozens of other companies as the age of social media came into being.

Occasionally, I put my investigator hat back on; for example, I wrote a report that of the 44 board members of the largest social media companies early on, none were women.

As I reached the age of 65, further employment opportunities seemed to be limited, so I decided to retire. This was early in 2013.

But retirement bored me and within months I had rejoined a former employer, KQED, as a part-time blogger. The public media company had a large radio and TV footprint, but only a minor web presence.

Next, as senior editor for digital news at KQED, I assembled a team of writers and producers that built a large digital audience to complement the legacy broadcast services.

We also started an ad hoc investigative team at KQED that produced award-winning reports on police violence, sexual abuse, and official corruption.

Finally, in late 2019, health issues forced me to retire again, 53 years after I had started at the age of 18.

Once again “retire” was probably not the right term because that was seven years ago now and marked the start of my daily newsletter, several thousand of which have appeared to date.

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