
Mailboxes at the Oysterville Post Office
It’s getting so I really don’t like picking up my mail on Wednesdays. It’s “paper day” here at the beach – the day that we used to get the ‘official’ spin on the local news, most of which was in the ‘good’ rather than the ‘bad’ or ‘ugly’ categories. And, of course, we always kept our eye out for the ‘quirky.’ In a small community there is always the quirky.
Not so much anymore. Maybe it’s that we have new reporters who are not home-grown. Maybe they have their sights set on eventual job opportunities with metropolitan newspapers (good luck with that, these days!) or maybe their experience and training didn’t cover what us country folk expect of a local paper.
Or maybe it’s more complicated than that. I know that our little Chinook Observer is part of a consortium that includes the Daily Astorian and several other small papers. And I know that the layout, among other things, is no longer done locally. So perhaps those, too, are factors. But it also seems to me that there are so many easy ways to get state, national and international news in our “media rich environment,” that our weekly newspaper could afford to err on the folksy, local side of things.

Wednesday’s Paper
I should probably exclude this week’s paper from my criticism. The front page headlines were, indeed, about local events. But there was nothing folksy or heart-warming about them. I guess I really don’t want to know how involved our local law enforcement entities are in acquiring free military surplus guns and vehicles. And I don’t really want to know that the county doesn’t have the money to do background checks on temporary workers – or even that they need to. Those bits of information make me feel helpless and at the mercy of cultural attitudes and standards that I don’t fully understand and with which I disagree.
Reason tells me that it’s much too late to pretend that we are isolated enough from the greater world to be immune to its stresses and strains. Still, there is that illogical part of me – no doubt the biggest part – that says it doesn’t have to be that way. For starters, maybe we could just skip Wednesdays.
Agree on many levels….big sighhhhhhhhh!
Well, I’m afraid I may be adding insult to injury, Sydney — as my column this week was the racism afoot in Ferguson and elsewhere. But I agree with you too. Our little neck of the woods is both part of the big world and isn’t, and it’s the latter that’s why most of us live here.
Not to worry, Cate! I think your column was spot on and delivers a message we need to hear over and over in our community and everywhere else in our nation. I am in absolute concurrence with you. What I was objecting to in my blog was the provocative way in which the front page headlines seem to be egging us on… to what purpose? Is it their mission to rile us up or is it to make us feel impotent, even here in our little backwater where we know almost everyone? Are they trying to pit law enforcement and county government against the rest of us? What has happened to the “let’s work together to solve these problems” approach that happened after the 2007 storm? Or maybe I’m just showing my age…