I witnessed things
in San Diego money couldn't buy. 
That's one of
the great benefits of being with the media: having access.
The access was
not only to events, but to sources of information and to an incredibly
responsive audience. I had never before seen such dedicated readers
as there were in San Diego.
Consistent readership
is not maintained without effort and I was grateful to always have
a tremendous supporting cast, great personalities of strong character;
a staff to rely on. I continually recruited personnel, the favorite
part of my job, and kept up what I termed a "program" at
the newspaper group. This program gave birth to an abundance of very
skilled journalists, many who have gone on to advance their careers.
Some continue with the company today.
I would tell
them, "The positions here don't pay much, we offer nothing but
opportunity, but we stress fundamentals so you can accurately describe
what you are trying to accomplish as a professional journalist when
you interview with another editor for your next job." I always
believed our little papers were well-respected in San Diego. In fact,
we had one of the largest news-gathering organizations around. "This
is a showcase for up-and-coming journalists in Southern California,"
I would say. That was my claim, anyway, and it was mostly true. This
was where you got your start in San Diego.
Fortunately for
me, talented journalists, and people of all types from all over the
world, were always moving to San Diego because of the great climate
and recreational opportunities. My journalism program had little to
do with it.
Like I always
say: you can fool some of the people some of the time. I just tried
to keep it up as long as possible.
However, I will
mention one thing about my efforts in keeping the "program"
alive for so long: there is definitely something to be said for leadership.
The management
skills needed as an editor are difficult to attain and very few teach
the kind of leadership required. I always remind people that you can't
wing-it when it comes to management. But I often found myself flying
by the seat of the pants. I thrived on chaos. I once heard that the
Chinese word for chaos is the same as it is for opportunity. I don't
know if that's true, but I like to believe it is.
I prefer to shoot-from-the-hip.
After all, desperate times require unusual solutions. I have never
been given the same budget as the New York Times, but the readers
don't care. I found myself applying "guerrilla tactics"
to publishing; and with great success.
I earned the
role of editor-journalist years ago. It just seemed natural. I had
the basics down, sure, but I was mostly interested in the action:
the gathering of facts, uncovering sources, investigation. How you
use that information is the key. How well you write the article, well,
that's simply a matter of talent and language skill. Let the word-nerds
and bookworms sort out the rest.
Too bad my underlings,
thirsting for a solid role model, didn't find my unconventional methods
too reassuring. Some probably hated the kind of inconsistencies brought
about by my type of management.
I had advice
for those people: Grow up!
Unlike politicians,
the bane of society, I don't make it my business to tell lies for
a living. I get paid to find the truth and print the truth. Those
of us in the newsroom, although we may not have shared common backgrounds,
all shared a dedication to this type of grass-roots journalism. It's
the thing that kept us together and bred respect for one another.
It was a belief; almost a religion to us.
Even back then
I realized the importance of portraying these magnificent journalists
covering intriguing events in this most unique place. San Diego may
be the most laid-back city in the world, but that doesn't stop the
news from happening.
News is a 24-hour-a-day
life and I'm an editor, stress is my business.
That's why working
for a small, independent newspaper group is more than a job, it's
a lifestyle.