It’s possible, of course, that my skepticism about forecasts of the impending death of the Times is simply the product of wishful thinking, since I am one of those dinosaurs who finds the idea of a morning without the print edition of the Times pretty much unimaginable. Just yesterday morning, in fact, I was quite powerfully struck by the tremendous variety and detail of information that a single day’s edition of the Times offers, and by the—clichéd, but nonetheless true—fact that reading, or at least skimming, the print edition cover to cover guarantees you’ll come across stories that you may not have thought you were interested in but in fact are fascinated by, like the reclassification of Tule elk as a target species for bowhunters (just imagine how that news was received in the Tule elk community) or the constitutionality of animal-cruelty videos. And yes, the Internet offers these things as well, but, I have to say, nothing quite offers the unusual combination of comprehensiveness and serendipity of the Times’ daily edition. It’ll be bad news when it’s gone.