Thack You: I never found out who the Citizen is

Larry Thack just left a 1-star review for the Salvation Army

Every day I take a walk through my neighborhood as I’ve done for 30 or more years. Decades ago I’d look at the homes of my neighbors and envision the atrocities within and blame myself- what have I done to live among these people, these terrible people? Now, wisdom and age has helped me realize that they are at fault. Every day I take a walk through my neighborhood as I’ve done for 30 or more years. Decades ago I’d look at the homes of my neighbors and envision the atrocities within and blame myself- what have I done to live among these people, these terrible people? Now, wisdom and age has helped me realize that they are at fault.

I once watched with pleasure as a pizza box sat on a man’s lawn through a Winter, Spring, and partial Summer before it finally disappeared. Most neighbors scatter garbage on their lawns as a sign of pride in their possessions – volume. There’s one thing I’ve enjoyed the most on my walks – the clumps of wet newspapers gathered at the end of the driveways. While this is trash, it is legitimate trash! A majority of my neighbors have no interest in the local news and the tire tracks on the papers are just another affront to our democracy. These clumps are further a convenient reminder of those who shall neither be trusted nor assisted in case of fire.

As you’ve heard, one of our county newspapers is going out-of-print as it were. The Citizen will become an online source of our bitter resentment in the future. This is just the latest blow to making me a fully-despondent soul. Soon the wet clumps on our driveways will be reduced to stains, and we’ll all have one less source for schadenfreude.

I started my career in repining as most do by attacking the media. It began in The Citizen’s Free Speech section many years ago:

“I, like many inhabitants of Fayette County, witnessed a shooting star last Monday at 10:17 PM. Did any of our local media bother to cover this important event? No. Let’s get on the ball guys.”

Week after week I complained about various things and no one ever got offended, called me names, or threatened me. Things are better now for sure, although we lost a paper, so that’s not good. Well at least I have a part-time job at a retail store with no online presence to fall back on.

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