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So as I sat in the newsroom, listening to the words, “I just don’t know when it will stop,” I started thinking. Thinking about how until now, I really thought everything was going to be OK. I thought we’d get out of it somehow.  Sometimes, being an optimist is a liability.

For now, everything is OK. But when does the bleeding stop? When does a few layoffs and a week unpaid for the rest of us turn into NO JOBS AT ALL?

The more businesses close, the more advertisers we lose. There are readers on the Web, for sure, and we need to learn to make money from that. But if no one can afford to advertise at all, then what’s to be done? How do we get paid? Who signs my check?

And besides the jobs, I worry incessantly about what happens if there is no journalism. I mean, there will be bloggers — but most of them are not professionals. They have no one to report to — no one to hold them accountable for producing the most unbiased article possible.

Honestly, I don’t want to live in a country without a press corps. We keep people honest. Politicians, cops, everyday people DON’T DO THINGS, bad things, because they don’t want us to find out about it.

We’re shrinking, we’re losing faith, we’re losing will. Somebody, make it stop. 

On the upside (yes, of course there has to be one), I have a feeling that I’m going to learn lots of money-saving tactics, a la my grandmother who lived through a depression.

And hopefully, my grandkids can make fun of me for saving buttons, darning socks on a lightbulb and washing out baggies. Oh, who am I kidding, I will never darn socks.