As newspapers stumble towards oblivion like so many dinosaurs heading to the tar pits the one bright spot at the local bird cage liner The Saratogian is staff blogs and with their print circulation continuing to drop like a rock. {Saratoga Springs-based Saratogian had a Sunday circulation of 8,430 in September, down from last year’s 9,619. Monday through Saturday circulation was 7,923, down from 8,879.} They need something to cheer about.
That brings us to Steve Shoe and his staff blog “Tangled in Wires” were Shoe reports that after steep declines in hits in August and September their numbers did an amazing rebound in October. He then goes on to credit the increase to and I quote “cyber jihad launched against reporter Andrew J. Bernstein and the anonymous (so he/she/they would claim) consortium of bloggers at one of the
Well thanks for the plug Shoe and for the record we have no personal animosity toward anyone at the paper and like us or hate us we have been good for your readership and I credit you for at least acknowledging that. But really shoe “cyber jihad” that sounds like something out of my play book.
In case you’re curious our numbers are;
Over 10000 unique hits over our four weeks of existence with 1600 profile views {it took Bernstein three years to reach that number}.
As you can guess my ad revenue is quite good and I think you should give Bernstein a cut of your ad profits.
4 comments:
The Saratogian is just a bunch of wankers. There hasn’t been a decent reporter since Dick Brooks and half the people working there weren’t even born when he retired. Been in the building lately nothing but empty desks and a gum smacking teenager answering the phone, pathetic.
I take no joy in seeing the decline and death of our local newspaper.i still remember when it came out in the afternoon and school kids would be led on tours threw its printing room in the basement,the whole building was vibrant and alive now its just a ghost of its fromer self
WRH: "Wankers," eh? That's cordial.
Yeah but i pissed in their parking lot last Friday nite; drunk from my normal excursion down Caroline Street.
So--they ARE good for something.
Oh yeah: F*** Ron Kim
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