Yelping poodles snap at the big dog’s feet
You know you’re doing something right when your competitors are whining about you.
I’ve always taken a lot of pride in working for the best newspaper – and news website - in Canada.
I remember the first time I said to the person at the other end of the line that I was calling from The Star, as a summer intern in 1986. I couldn’t quite believe it, and worried that the guy I called didn’t believe it, either.
I still get a kick out of saying I am calling from The Star. Important people will come to the phone, and not because I’m a good guy. The Star is respected, even feared. Nobody wants to look bad in our pages.
Some people don’t like us, but a lot of them still read The Star religiously (and thank you, folks), judging by the comments they post to our online stories.
So it is understandable that some of our competitors cannot help but take potshots at us.
I am a recent convert to Twitter, where I follow the tweets of people in the news business. A guy who works for another paper sometimes tweets out critiques of something or other in The Star, clumsy attempts at cleverness.
He always includes links to our stories in his tweets. Anyone who clicks on them is guided into thestar.com. Adding traffic to the website is what the online news business is all about.
I love that guy.
It is considered bad form at The Star to write about other news organizations, and is seldom done. But since I am warmed up, I’ll pay tribute to the angry, buzzing bee who scribbles city hall columns (using crayons, I think) for a small Toronto daily.
She has carved out a niche as fomenter-in-chief of outrage over the alleged conspiracy to destroy Mayor Rob Ford, which she blames on sniveling, underhanded lefties.
She is superb at connecting the faintest of dots and never misses a chance to hiss at The Star.
I read her religiously.
As long as the poodles are barking about us, it’s okay with me.