We gather to bestow final rites on The Village Voice, once a giant of New York City print journalism, a global beacon for social and political and artistic movements chronicled in its pages, reduced last year to a URL and, as of Friday, to a legacy.
But what a legacy--not least, of herculean reporting that exposed the corruptions of New York City's powerful.
It introduced the world to a hustler named Donald Trump shaking down the city for aid. It blew the whistle on corruption in the city's powerful Board of Estimate and in dank corners of the Koch administration. And championed workers, and the heroes and heroines of Stonewall, and women's quest for power and justice, and black and Latino and Asian and immigrant New Yorkers for theirs.
It pilloried the worst among us--slum landlords, slack judges--and celebrated the best you'd never heard of in music, film, dance, art, life.
Editorial on 09/05/2018