They didn't bury the lede, that's for sure. Some alert soul interviewed LA Times pressman and street-hassle friend Ed Padgett about the future of the paper, and Padgett said this:
Read the whole thing. Meanwhile, across town in a steely sugar cube on Sepulveda, the LA Weekly beefed up to 124 pages these past two weeks by selling its soul to Eli Broad's horrific and patronizing arts extravaganza known as Pacific Standard Time, which not-so-boldly looks at--the past, even the distant past in LA. Nary is heard a discouraging word; Billionaire Broad actually even gets a byline in the "alternative" weekly, hyping his collection and incidental good taste--and of course the whole docile, tepid, nostalgic extravaganza buys an inside cover to play it super-safe.
They’re expecting a really bad fourth quarter. The senior vice president told us we’ve got three years more of printing the hard copy Times before they shut it down. Our plant manager says five years.
And then what – online only?