I can remember long ago When news was a precious thing It informed us what was new Not just photos of stars in bling Editors views were near the front Headlines were important too Now I search for everything With adverts screaming at you I think back to former times Each word was important news But now a paper's useful job Is a place where I clean my shoes Image found at www.designmum.com
LOL, I needed this poem and the way it made me chuckle......I was a newspaper reporter back in the day and in those days there were high standards and there was real news, it wasnt corporately controlled.............how things have changed, and not for the better.
Excellent take on the prompt. Your pic reminded me of my childhood. Polishing shoes on the newspaper to earn my pocket money.That would probably constitute child abuse now.
Robin, your poem brought memories of my oma using the local paper, as liner, for her Budgie cage. Swear that Budgie was better inform, than most of us, grandchildren were.
oh yes so true...whenever I get 'The Hindu' daily I feel better because still almost every word counts...otherwise it is the same'With adverts screaming at you '....even in digital world the news paper feels so good to hold...loved this poem!
Yes, how it has changed since the whole family kept quiet so Dad could hear the evening news on the wireless! ABC of course. I still have the habit of watching the nightly news on ABC-TV. But I have to confess I am one of those who has stopped supporting the newsprint on paper.
PS Just for your American readers, Robin – our ABC in Australia is NOT like the one over there. It's the public broadcaster, and one of the few sources we can still trust.
Spot on...you couldn't have said it better, Robin!!Ad age is killing....Modern day newspapers are changing the overall media landscape. Oh, how I loved the last line!! So true!:))) Sorry, my internet was down, so got delayed this time!
LOL, I needed this poem and the way it made me chuckle......I was a newspaper reporter back in the day and in those days there were high standards and there was real news, it wasnt corporately controlled.............how things have changed, and not for the better.
ReplyDeleteAnd what an expensive shoe cleaner it is!
ReplyDeleteWith a virtual newspaper, where does one clean one's shoes? :)
ReplyDeleteExcellent take on the prompt. Your pic reminded me of my childhood. Polishing shoes on the newspaper to earn my pocket money.That would probably constitute child abuse now.
ReplyDeleteRobin, your poem brought memories of my oma using the local paper, as liner, for her Budgie cage. Swear that Budgie was better inform, than most of us, grandchildren were.
ReplyDeleteHahaha so true
ReplyDeleteoh yes so true...whenever I get 'The Hindu' daily I feel better because still almost every word counts...otherwise it is the same'With adverts screaming at you
ReplyDelete'....even in digital world the news paper feels so good to hold...loved this poem!
Bwahahahaha I so adore those closing lines, Robin!❤️
ReplyDeleteLOL! Well captured, Robin.
ReplyDeleteLove that photo to match this truthful poem, Robin.
ReplyDeleteYes, how it has changed since the whole family kept quiet so Dad could hear the evening news on the wireless! ABC of course. I still have the habit of watching the nightly news on ABC-TV. But I have to confess I am one of those who has stopped supporting the newsprint on paper.
ReplyDeletePS Just for your American readers, Robin – our ABC in Australia is NOT like the one over there. It's the public broadcaster, and one of the few sources we can still trust.
DeleteMan, this is true and way too relevant. It's pretty sad (the state of news headlines). Great poem.
ReplyDeleteSpot on...you couldn't have said it better, Robin!!Ad age is killing....Modern day newspapers are changing the overall media landscape.
ReplyDeleteOh, how I loved the last line!! So true!:)))
Sorry, my internet was down, so got delayed this time!