Lest anyone think I was blowing the incident with the neighbors out of proportion, the local paper posted a short item about the major party foul on their Web site today.
According to the published report, the injured woman was 18 and suffered "neck or spinal cord injuries...". Her medical condition was not known or reported.
Four guys, all under the age of 18 were arrested (read cited and released) for providing alcohol to minors.
Oh, and before I forget, I also got an e-mail today from a reporter from the local paper who wanted to talk to bloggers here in the Salem area for a story she is working on about, what else, local bloggers.
I declined.
But I just realized something. The story on the newspaper's Web site was posted after the reporter accessed my blog and sent me the e-mail.
I wonder if there is a correlation. It seemed odd to me that a paper this size would pick up such an item off of police calls. But after working in Southern California, I realize my news judgment doesn't quit fit with what makes the evening news or the morning papers here in Oregon. Hell, the local paper lists convictions for people who plead guilty for driving under the influence.
I haven't quite figured out if I'm living in a big city or a small town. But with the neighbors making the news a reporter contacting me, today it's feeling like a very small town indeed.
Update 8/10/2005: I heard again from the reporter doing the story on blogs. For the record, there was no correlation in her visiting Digital Fishwrap and the story making about the injured girl making the newspaper's Web site Tuesday and subsequently appearing in Wednesday's edition. Two separate reporters working on two different things. Another lesson that just because there is a correlation between two things does not mean there is necessarily a cause and effect relationship.
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5 comments:
Slow news day in Salem? That's a blistering fast one, son!
Usually it's a no-news day in Salem.
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not bashing. I was born in Silverton and spent most of my teen years in Salem. It's home ground to me. But lets call it what it is: slow.
Despite my fondness for the places of my childhood, I couldn't wait to move out to Portland.
But even Portland is a small town grown large.
When you think about it, all Oregon is made of small places.
And me and my compadres in high-school called it Snailem-because the pace of life is awful slow.
You were at the epicenter of Salem news for a day. Revel!
PS: Since I like the cut of your jib, I added you to my blog links (over at http://zehnkatzen.blogspot.com). Reciprocate if you are so inclined.
I didn't realize my jib was showing. But I'm happy to reciprocate. Just don't tell anyone. I'm trying to keep my linking on the down-low.
LOL. Cover up your jib G-Man. Kids my read this blog!;-)
I miss the slow pace and attitude of life in small towns. There is somthing peaceful and comforting about it. Including the news that small town papers print. When you opened the paper you had a decnt chance of either knowing those in the news, or knowing of them. *sigh*
3T
PS. You can have the weather there though... ;-)
Okay, I'll keep that linkage on the Q.T. ;-)
BTW, don't worry about your jib showing. It's a part of you that, If I understand correctly, does something, somehow. When cut correctly, it's very flattering.
But what we do with our jibs is, of course, a personal decision. I do not judge.
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