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Michael Cieply: What To Think About What’s Left Of The Los Angeles Times?
The Los Angeles Times came weather-wrapped Thursday morning. There was more plastic than paper, or so it seemed. There wasn’t even enough paper, apparently, to run a proper obituary for Chuck Phili…
I wish him luck, less for the sake of the Times as it is—a diminished, predictable amalgam of local interest, Hollywood gawkery and progressive narrative—than for what it has always wanted to be, a journalistic gold standard for the West Coast. I came back to the paper a couple years later, and had more fun than I ever thought could be had in a cramped, overstuffed newsroom, working as an editor-reporter with Philips, Jim Bates, Jeff Leeds, Eddie Sanders, Claudia Eller and a whole bunch of others. But I like to keep track, just in case the Los Angeles Times wakes up again, does something interesting, runs proper obits for fascinating L.A. characters like the late, lamented, Pulitzer Prize-winning Chuck Philips.
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