Like the way a starving person's body consumes their own muscles, the local newspapers in Canada have laid off all their journalists. As a kid, I used to deliver the local newspaper to make a bit of money. I remember those Saturdays when the paper was like an inch thick and weighed a ton.

Nowadays, it looks more like a newsletter than a newspaper. My late roommate subscribed to the local paper up until the end of his life. At that point, he was really only interested in the crosswords and sudokus.