The news is there’s no news: Norway’s biggest newspapers halt shipments to Svalbard, citing costs

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Most of Norway’s major newspapers are no longer sending copies to Svalbard, citing the cost of doing so on commercial flights, with Longyearbyen’s largest retailer now scrambling to negotiate an alternative means of shipment.

The recent decision about a week ago by Verdens Gang, Dagbladet and others is occurring during a time of the year when Svalbard gets its largest number of overnight visitors, including Norwegians who no longer will be able to read the news from their hometowns, said Karin Mella, manager of Svalbardbutikken.

“It’s dumb,” she said. “Very dumb.”

Newspapers have long been shipped on Scandinavian Airlines passenger flights. Mella said the store, as the Longyearbyen’s biggest retailer, is now seeking a solution such as obtaining newspapers on mail/cargo flights on behalf of all businesses selling newspapers in town.

Gry Sneltvedt, manager of the Mix kiosk, where one of the two newsracks have been removed due to a lack of publications, said Aftenposten notified her they were halting shipments of newspapers before Easter, with Verdens Gang and Dagbladet stopping shipments – without notifying her – more recently. She said northern newspapers such as the Tromsø-based Nordlys are continuing to provide copies to retailers, but they have a far smaller readership than the cancelled newspapers.

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Mark Sabbatini

I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.
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