Terry Heaton has written a book. Those of you who know Terry and followed his musings on where the broadcast industry is headed will recognize his theme and title: Reinventing Local Media. I found Terry on the internet about three years ago. He was a man ahead of his time predicting back then the convulsions TV is going through today. Terry predicted the disruptive force of the internet would seriously impact the revenue model that commercial TV and radio is based upon. This year, 2008, was supposed to be the ‘good’ year for broadcasters. Ample political money with a wide open Presidential race and an Olympic year all bode well for the industry. To be sure no one wanted to think what 2009 was going to be like but broadcast management lives in the ‘now’ and settled in to what looked to be a decent year if not a great one. Isn’t happening. The cycle of good even years due to election cycles and Olympic games and not great odd years due to trying to make up all that revenue you made from political and Olympics is breaking down and that’s led to panic in the boardroom. This comes as no surprise to those that have followed Terry through the years. If you are into this kind of stuff the book makes for fascinating reading and does a good job of identifying the players who are moving into the space once held by the mainstream media.
And that leads me to my rant of the day. I have a love hate relationship with The Tennessean. As bad as things are for your local broadcaters they are worse for a newspaper industry that was once so lucrative they could have just as easily been printing money along with the morning paper. This industry has been in decline for more than a decade now and there is no end in site. I hale from a generation that looked forward to the morning paper. I did most of my growing up in Los Angeles and the L.A. Times was just a wonderful way to the start the day. I know The Tennessean is having a rough time all newspapers are but just about the time I have resigned myself to a paltry amount of news and very intrusive advertising (a hint to those advertisers who use the sticky notes pasted on the front page of the paper, I immediately tear those off, wad them up and throw them away) I now get a blackmail letter from the boys at 1100 Broadway. It says my subscription rate is going up “about 5.7 cents per day, including Sunday,” and get this, “There will also be an incremental charge for the delivery of the Thanksgiving Day paper, one of the largest of the year.“ So I now have to pay extra for the privilege of getting all those adds. But wait, “The good news is you can keep your subscription rate the same, and avoid any increase, simply by converting to EZ Pay.” I just have an inherent dislike of my newspaper telling me what my method of payment should be. I still like writing checks for services. It makes me think about just how valuable they are each month. My money doesn’t just magically disappear through an electronic transfer. I’ve got no beef with anyone who wants to pay this way it’s just not my cup of tea and I don’t think I should be penalized for it. And don’t get me started on their subscription rates. Go to a prarty and if you can find people who still get the paper ask them how much they’re paying. It’s all over the board like airline tickets. The trick seems to be to cancel your subscription and wait for a call from the circulation department promising a weeks worth of papers for only the weekend rate. I’ll let you know if it works.
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