There’s been “union strife,” six weeks of delays, and newsroom adjustment to extremely early new deadlines for regular sections suggesting we all rethink how the Chronicle is defining “news.” So when we ventured out at 7:30 this morning, eager to see what the Hearst Corporations 15-year, reported 1 billion dollar presses hath wrought, we expected to find more than…nothing.
Our building’s copy of the Chronicle: not there. Our neighbor’s (we’ll just look at the front page, we thought), not delivered, he told us. A1 Liquor and Grocery? Didn’t get theirs today. Charlie’s Market up the street didn’t have any copies, either. “The guy didn’t show today,” we were told.
Look, we know the paper’s still open, because we just watched FOX2 interview some old lady who just said she liked it, and a friend of ours who lives in Marin emailed us this morning, saying:
“Hope you got yourself a copy of the new paper. The big cover portal into the new world: fog. An exploration of fog.”
Which will apparently run all week. Hmm. Maybe that’s the deal: they know we in the Outer Funset know all there is to know about fog?
In any case, looks like we won’t get our eyes on a copy until we head into the Appeal offices later this morning. In the interim, have any of you seen it? What do you think?