Over the past decade our Sunday newspapers have been reduced in size and the once fat parts, like that of the Jobs Section is as thin as can be. Most of the pages are filled with strategically placed employers ads or head hunter’s ads. The real jobs are already taken and many thousands of jobs have been wiped out, or downsized, until it makes one wonder if there are any job openings out there.
Since the housing demise the Real Estate Section is most likely opened by investors, very wealthy people, or by those who want to daydream for a little while.
The funnies or Comic Section was always a favorite with me. From the time I was a kid, and Dick Tracy talked to people on the moon, with his camera phone on his wrist watch. They are even running Charles Shultz’s, Peanuts, from the beginning. This commenced sometime last year. It’s nice to know that Snoopy, Lucy, Charlie Brown and Linus still have a place in today’s society.
Back in the day, people dressed up even to go to the grocery store. Kids went outside to play in outfits, not torn jeans and T-shirts. Girls wore dresses and boys tucked in their shirts. The Style Section carried high fashion, and there were no suggestively lewd ads to entice people to buy clothing, furs or perfumes. There was real class to our class.
It now seems the papers include everything from tire sales, paper-thin comics and jobs selections, to tragedies round the world. I suppose after WWII and the Korean War, there was a feeling back then of a slow exhalation of war fears. Parents went along with this pretense for the children’s sakes. It was really a civilized world. That only lasted until the movement for Civil Rights escalated, Viet Nam became more than a conflict, and our leaders were gunned down. Still our American spirit persevered with that glimmer of dreamy hope that we were told could take us into the new future.
I look around a see beauty and horrors intermingled and wonder how I ended up here. I consider how to solve our world’s problems, and I see no way out with the types of thinking that is in the minds of most politicians and world leaders. It appears there are people who have … and people who have not. If the people who have decided to fix the world, then everyone would be people who have, and there could be a harmonious balance. Really it is pretty simple and I wouldn’t want to label it socialism, because I would rather label it Caring.
The newspapers are shrinking because there doesn’t seem to be as much valid happy news as there could be. Why don’t you people who have … fix the people who have not, and then there would be good and happy stories to fatten up the Sunday Papers?