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07 September 2006

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patmcgraw

Think of it this way - I am a college student and I have access to the university's library. Most university's have online services that allow me to perform research from the comfort of my home/dorm. Once I graduate, the university provides me with lifelong access to the library - on the ground and online. And I can access all these magazines for free via the online services. Silly publishers - the train has already run them over. They just don't realize it.

Cam Beck

One would think declining their readerships would be a wake up call for the publishers. I suspect they are still seeking justification for overcharging for their print advertising.

Ken Wheaton

It's sort of like these guys are all stuck in Folsom Prison, but don't have the sense to play the blues. They're all juiced up, singing "Happy, Happy! Joy, Joy!" instead.

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