The Sun-Sentinel has laid off about half its staff during the past couple of years, leaving a skeleton crew to cover South Florida. But it's still doing the really important work, like redesigning its website on a semi-annual basis.
Punching onto the thing today, I immediately noticed the change. It's fairly similar, only everything is smaller and harder to read. It's like 40 percent smaller. The headlines for most of the top stories are about nine-point font size.
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That'll teach the huge population of senior citizens in South Florida to try to read the Sentinel online. Tribune Co., you're brilliant!
-- Jim Leyritz has been arrested again, this time for allegedly battering his wife. You know, they put old dogs to sleep and used to shoot lame horses. Isn't there a similarly disposal method for New York Yankees gone bad?
-- The Miami Herald reports that reputed mobster Al Malnik told the Today Show that he's not Blanket's father. He just said he's an old friend of Michael Jackson's. In a sign the newspaper is truly but a shadow of its old self, the Herald failed to report on Malnik's history with the Mafia or his work in the title loan industry (or "legalized loan sharking," as former Florida Attorney General Bob Butterworth called it). Nor did it report about the break of the friendship between Malnik and Jackson. Back in the day, when it reveled in the strangeness of its coverage area, the Herald would have been all over that. Now it reads like USA Today. Sad.
-- The good old North Broward Hospital District is back in turmoil, and my colleague Tom Francis has been leading the coverage. Here's his latest. These guys are just the most recent in a long and storied history of corruption at the district. It's probably good to nip them in the bud before they grow into major-league monsters who are dealing in tens of millions of dollars in graft. Remember the days of Bill Scherer, Jim Blosser, and Austin Forman? Or how about Dorsey Miller? Anybody had a Sein Lwin sighting recently? How about Wil Trower? And how in the hell did the district's million-dollar man, heart surgeon Michael Chizner, survive the purge? And don't forget that all of this was made possible by Broward's grand old man, Hamilton Forman, who masterminded the district's machine from the beginning. What a legacy.