The real problem with The New York Times is not that it’s liberal but that it’s boring. Over the years, I’ve appeared in various “newspapers of record” around the world, many of which lean left but none of which go to quite the lengths to anesthetize a story that these guys do.
Imagine if you’d heard something at work the following morning about the first debate, or you’d switched on MSNBC late on Wednesday night and caught Chris Matthews in full meltdown, or you’d read a despairing Tweet from Bill Maher or heard that Rush was cock-a-hoop. And you figured, “Gee, I wish I’d seen that debate. Maybe I’ll buy a paper, like grampa used to do.” After shoveling the quarters in the corner news box, this is what you’d have got. Headline:
The Choirboy and the Headmaster, and a Faceoff Without Fireworks
By Alessandra Stanley
Big splashy opening paragraph:
It was death by a thousand smiles: the first presidential debate, on Wednesday night, was perhaps the most genial exchange of enmity in memory.
It gets duller from there, and wronger.
I assume the Sulzbergers have been promised a second-term bailout. If not, this paper has a death wish.