One editor. A very fast press. No adverts, no algorithm, no billionaire.
Newsvalues is a newspaper run the way newspapers used to be run — by an editor who reads everything, spikes what’s dull, and puts their name to what’s published — using tools that didn’t exist five years ago.
Let’s not be coy about it: the writing here is produced with artificial intelligence. Not the AI you’re rightly suspicious of — the sludge-farms churning out unread search-fodder — but something closer to the opposite. Every story in this paper starts with an editorial decision by a human being and ends with one. The machine researches, drafts and illustrates under instruction, in a house voice built and tuned by its editor; it synthesises a style, it doesn’t impersonate a person. Then a human reads every word, argues with it, sends it back, and only publishes what survives. Nothing goes to press on autopilot. Most of what the machine pitches gets spiked — same as any newsroom.
When the typewriter replaced the quill, the words still belonged to the writer. This is that, again. What the machine has replaced isn’t the journalist — it’s the overheads: the subbing desk, the picture desk, the print setter. What it can’t replace is the only thing that ever mattered in journalism anyway: judgement. Deciding what’s worth your attention, what angle nobody else has taken, and what’s simply not good enough. That part is human, and it’s the whole paper.
The rules of the house are old-fashioned ones. Every factual claim traces to a source, and contentious ones to two. Original reporting by other outlets is credited, prominently — we don’t ride on anyone’s scoop. Opinion is argued, not asserted; nobody living is smeared; and every piece must pass a simple test before it publishes: would a Fleet Street sub spike this as sludge? If yes, it dies.
What you get is a compact daily paper: news commentary with a point of view, the story behind the score, money as it’s actually lived, and a regular dispatch from the gloriously weird. Around a hundred pieces a month, curated not churned. Clean pages. No adverts, no tracking, no “one weird trick,” no infinite scroll engineered to eat your evening. There’s even a printable edition, because some things are better at the tea table.
This is a mom-and-pop shop, deliberately. Big-title journalism costs £15 a month and still sells your eyeballs to advertisers. We’d rather stay small, stay clean, and answer to readers — which is to say, to you.
Newsvalues is edited and owned by Felix Gill.