Monday, October 09, 2006
News & Commentary
Today on the elliptical at the gym, I was reading The Red Eye, Chicago's home for the hardest hitting journalism this side of the Grover Cleveland Middle School Gazette. As usual, I started from the back, so as not to miss any clever Nicole-Richie-related quips or amusingly indignant restaurant reviews. I had solved the sub-TV-Guide-difficultly-level sudoku in my head and rounded into the home stretch of some still-timely Cubs and Sox snarking when I made a shocking discovery. Yes, folks, some actual news had made it into The Red Eye.
Apparently, the prospect of a scary Asian man with a Billy Bob Thornton hairline and Dixie Carter glasses getting nuclear weapons is upsetting enough to reach even the people who bring you the Wearwolves and Bag Boy. It got like half a page. And they didn't even try to review the outfits Kim Jong Il was wearing (although I'll say it -- get out of those drab jumpsuits and into some fun pastels, Mr. Il!).
They also had a piece on the Foley scandal, but that's got sex in it, so it's kind of to be expected.
Oh, and there were like twelve murders in the city yesterday, but that's more of a sidebar type item. Something to squeeze in alongside a piece on America's Coolest Movie Murders, perhaps.
Today on the elliptical at the gym, I was reading The Red Eye, Chicago's home for the hardest hitting journalism this side of the Grover Cleveland Middle School Gazette. As usual, I started from the back, so as not to miss any clever Nicole-Richie-related quips or amusingly indignant restaurant reviews. I had solved the sub-TV-Guide-difficultly-level sudoku in my head and rounded into the home stretch of some still-timely Cubs and Sox snarking when I made a shocking discovery. Yes, folks, some actual news had made it into The Red Eye.
Apparently, the prospect of a scary Asian man with a Billy Bob Thornton hairline and Dixie Carter glasses getting nuclear weapons is upsetting enough to reach even the people who bring you the Wearwolves and Bag Boy. It got like half a page. And they didn't even try to review the outfits Kim Jong Il was wearing (although I'll say it -- get out of those drab jumpsuits and into some fun pastels, Mr. Il!).
They also had a piece on the Foley scandal, but that's got sex in it, so it's kind of to be expected.
Oh, and there were like twelve murders in the city yesterday, but that's more of a sidebar type item. Something to squeeze in alongside a piece on America's Coolest Movie Murders, perhaps.
