So—at last “they” have gotten rid of that great big thorn in their side.
Cecil Bothwell was a kind of town crier, trying to wake us up day after day—one of those whistle blowers who, amazingly, was “allowed” to blow his whistle loud enough to be heard in the enemy camp. I shouted for joy when he got a position [at] the Mountain Xpress. He was continually marching at the head of the forces of change, improvement and enlightenment and reminding us of what we could lose and what we’ve lost. To be honest, I’m surprised he wasn’t dismissed sooner. Spread the blame: It’s not only the higher-ups in Mountain Xpress. It’s all those movers-and-snakes behind the scenes, who coerce other people into doing their dirty work for them.
By silencing one of its most trustworthy voices, the Mountain Xpress has shot itself in the foot, hammered a nail in its own coffin and set itself on the tried and untrusted road to media-ocrity.
— Peggy Seeger
(an erstwhile regular reader, now in Boston)