A few top-of-mind thoughts on today’s news that the generically named private equity vulture overlords who own Sports Illustrated were laying off virtually the magazine’s entire staff: First and most importantly, this is a truly crappy day for the talented writers, editors, and journalists working for SI. It’s easy for all of us who grew up reading SI, cutting articles out and saving them, putting covers on our bedroom walls, to lament what was and what used to be and the loss of this vibrant part of our professional origin stories. But the first focus should always be on people who just lost their paycheck. It reminds me of a Pete Townshend quote about the rock stars who died in the late 1960s and early 1970s: “They might be your f*cking icons, they were my f*cking friends and they’re dead.”
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On Sports Illustrated
A few top-of-mind thoughts on today’s news that the generically named private equity vulture overlords who own Sports Illustrated were laying off virtually the magazine’s entire staff: First and most importantly, this is a truly crappy day for the talented writers, editors, and journalists working for SI. It’s easy for all of us who grew up reading SI, cutting articles out and saving them, putting covers on our bedroom walls, to lament what was and what used to be and the loss of this vibrant part of our professional origin stories. But the first focus should always be on people who just lost their paycheck. It reminds me of a Pete Townshend quote about the rock stars who died in the late 1960s and early 1970s: “They might be your f*cking icons, they were my f*cking friends and they’re dead.”