For Molly Ivins, who is battling her third bout of breast cancer.
She's tired of being asked if she minds being part of a "dying" industry. "What really pisses me off," she asserts, "is being part of one that's committing suicide." She describes "this most remarkable business plan: Newspaper owners look at one another and say, 'Our rate of return is slipping a bit; let's solve that problem by making our product smaller and less helpful and less interesting.'" She offers them this piece of advice: "Damn fools, wake up and think."
What may ultimately happen, she believes, is that "we settle into some form of prestige papers, a bit like the British model, where there are papers that cover government and other important subjects, and a popular press that's all tits and ass."