Lastly, Murdoch was kind enough to offer Brauchli a ride back from DC on his private jet the night news broke (elsewhere, because of interference by Murdoch) that he was out as Journal editor, and we get this scene:

After the dinner, Brauchli took Murdoch up on his offer for a ride home. He boarded the private plane, which carried Murdoch, Ginsberg, speechwriter and new Journal columnist William McGurn, and longtime Murdoch investment banker Stanley Shuman. Murdoch, propped up on cashmere pillows, bow tie loosened, watched The O’Reilly Factor on the mammoth flat-screen TV that overlooked the conference table where all his guests sat. Murdoch dipped in and out of the conversation. No one spoke a word about Brauchli’s resignation. When Murdoch occasionally lost interest, he turned toward the television and adjusted the volume so he could hear a bit better. “Has a good rhythm, doesn’t it?” he said to polite nods.

I think I would have taken the Fung Wah, myself.

What does Brauchli think now?

Privately he has told friends that the Journal has “lost ambition, depth, and originality,” which once set it apart. When asked about his recollections of his tussle with Murdoch, Brauchli replied, from his desk at the Post, “Do I miss being there? Not really. It’s a different place than it was when I grew up there.”

To say the least.

Which again raises questions about the noticeable silence from ex-honchos at Dow Jones and the Journal about what’s happened to their beloved paper.

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Ryan Chittum is a former Wall Street Journal reporter, and deputy editor of The Audit, CJR's business section. If you see notable business journalism, give him a heads-up at rc2538@columbia.edu. Follow him on Twitter at @ryanchittum.