Stacy Bearse, the publisher of Blood-Horse Publications, is grappling with the weekly magazine’s raison d’etre. I suspect he’d like it to be as relevant as it was, say, five years ago, but times have changed and the magazine has not. On the surface, it’s still the same twin propeller plane that Ed Bowen and Kent Hollingsworth used to fly, except Ed and Kent haven’t been flying the old crate for a while, and the pilots since then haven’t, let’s say, handled the aging craft with quite the same dexterity and finesse. And let’s not forget that the inflight service on this bird went from great to bad during Stacy’s tenure, from Fillet Mignon and wine to cardboard meatloaf and ACME soda. Stacy, however, didn’t have much competition for years, so he filled every seat on every flight and made good money during good times, and he became a fat cat. But times have changed now.
We’re now in the jet age — have been, for a while, actually; Stacy just didn’t know it — and we get where we’re going twice as fast as Stacy’s crate can take us, but Stacy wants his board of directors — most of whom use competing jet service nowadays — to come back and ride the big old green dinosaur. In fact, he’d like them to keep throwing good money after bad to refurbish the lumbering craft with some bells and whistles and a paint job, but doesn’t he understand that even the jets are about to become obsolete. We’re in the midst of a technological revolution! Beam me up, Scottie!
Click here to read Stacy’s letter to the TOBA trustees.
Click here to read Ray Paulick’s commentary on Stacy’s actions.
Click here to read an anonymous letter about Stacy that was sent to TOBA directors.
Click here to read about what Stacy once wrote about Ray.