Well, I've had the weekend to calm down a bit. But in the cold light of Monday, I still think that (within the context that D&D is a hobby, so don't try to twist my intent) this is a disaster.
Everything I've heard from WotC, including e-mails between myself and the mysterious "Pat" of WotC customer service, has followed the company line of "It was a tough decision, but just give the new thing a chance, you'll see!" There are several flaws with this, not the least of which is that the new thing is not something I'm interested in. The best crabcake in the world is no good if what you really want is beef -- and the most awesomest website EVAR will not be a print magazine delivered to my door.
Even if this mysterious new thing IS that wonderful it's STILL a disaster. All the electronic content in the world is not going to make me NOT want a magazine. If they had premiered a terrific electronic whatever-it-is alongside of the magazines and really sold me on it, they could have had TWO revenue streams from me. But now, they won't have any. Instead of a win/win, it's a lose/lose.
However, WotC's record gives me no reason to think it's going to be wonderful. The company that SNAFUed "Master Tools" beyond recognition and finally handed it off to CodeMonkey -- only to yank it once CodeMonkey hammered it into something vaguely useful? The company that produced online Star Wars adventures that were either dungeon crawls with Sith or the same lame attempt to redo The Maltese Falcon with hutts? Frankly, I'm dubious about what they'll come up with. And, as mentioned before, it's not what I want anyway.
Finally, I'd like to comment to those who take umbrage at the description of losing Dragon as feeling like the death of an old friend. Well, like you, I have lost old friends myself. I know what grief feels like, and this is the exact same feeling, no more and no less. Same emotions, same physical reactions, same shock and anguish. If you want to argue that it's somehow bad of me to have that close an emotional attachment to a magazine, you can argue 'til you're blue in the face and all I have to say is "Bite me." I love what I love, and when it is taken from me, I grieve. So kindly get out of my face.
-The Gneech