Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of an ancient strike against one Seattle newspaper that no longer exists (the Seattle Post-Intelligencer) and another (the Seattle Times) that does still exist, but in a form much shrunken from its pre-strike days.
To mark this anniversary, the Pacific Northwest Newspaper Guild, the union that led the strike, offered a blog post updating readers on the current feeling toward those journalists who crossed the picket lines a decade ago. Apparently, the feeling toward them has changed over the course of ten years.
A decade ago the feeling was “anger.”
Now it’s “just pity.”
Maybe in another decade, when no one can even remember the business model that Seattle journalists were on strike against in 2000, all will be forgiven?

What a self-important way to mark an event. What are the odds that she even remembers who many of these pitiable people are?
Eli,
The Stranger lives on…paying poverty wages, financed by booze, cigarette and porno ads; now there’s a business model. Try raising a family on that financial and moral foundation.
I walked that picket line for 49 days and wouldn’t trade that experience for any amount of money the Times could’ve paid me.
We never forget.
http://www.iww.org/en/culture/articles/s…
Meanwhile you’ve got kids running around The Stranger office who can’t wait to jump at the chance to cross a picket line.
For Matt’s sake he was spared the learning experience of scabbing and can continue with his naive posturing. With a name like Lubey no wonder he is so quick to bend over for the corporate overlords.
It wasn’t just journalists on strike. Circulation and advertising walked too. And in greater numbers than the newsroom. Ditto what DOUG said.
Why scabs don’t get much sympathy in Washington state:
http://clear.uhwo.hawaii.edu/density.htm…
Damn I miss the PI.
Wow, that strike was 10 years ago?!? I feel really old now.
10 years ago, when newspapers had ads and the Stranger was properly skeptical of all politicians.
The strike that killed Seattle’s newspapers… what a thing to be proud of.