In the United States, professors and media critics like to speculate on the future of newspapers. Venerable dailies cut jobs. Corporations absorb local broadsheets. And editors and publishers try to learn to love the Internet.
In London, where I was on vacation, you don't get the sense that the death of the newspaper is imminent. At all. In England, the golden age of print continues. (To my untrained eyes, at least). When you ride the bus in the morning, everyone has a copy of the Times or the Telegraph or the Daily Mail. In the afternoon, sellers hawk copies of the Evening Standard. And there are free nightly newspapers for commuters.
I kept wondering, "Why can't our papers be more comprehensive, better looking, or easier to hold?"