Except at the gym, where, on the
elliptical trainer, I know, unlike at home, how to work the TV. I find
myself switching between the channels in disgust. It’s either that, or if Fox
turns one more thing into a screed, however tenuous the connection, against
Obama, or if CNN shows that 6-second snippet of footage one more time, I am
going to put my fist through the screen.
But I digress.
I do read the New York Times online and I read the Houston Chronicle, the one citywide newspaper left. But the Chronicle often just reprints articles
and editorials from news services and other newspapers. I don’t get that. Nor
do I get when television shows report on articles that have appeared in
newspapers and magazines. Already seen it, thanks. Shouldn’t they be coming up
with things of their own?
In fairness, the Chronicle
does some very admirable reporting, such as its coverage of child
immigrants or this
series on dozens of homicides the Houston Police Department seems to have
never investigated.
But, again, I digress.
My favorite newspapers are the super-local ones, like the
Houston Leader-News that appears free
in my driveway every Thursday. Recent sample headline: “Serial Defecator on the
Prowl Again.”
The Leader’s
website is here, but doesn’t seem
to be working, a downside to local newspapers. Then again, no newspaper
website, with the exception of the one for the New York Times, works well for some reason.
Again, I digress.
I also like the Provincetown Banner. Way back when it was the Provincetown Advocate, the editor-in-chief was
divorced from the town selectman. Reading the editor’s coverage of her
ex-husband and then his letters-to-the-editor replies was fun, even for a 19-year-old
college kid with zero interest in local zoning.
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