Here’s the front page from yesterday’s New York Post:
People, if you don’t have a muckraking, bottom-feeding, Rupert Murdoch-owned tabloid in your town, you don’t know what you’re missing. You take one trashy story, some cheap Photoshop effects and the next thing you know, you have journalistic gold.
Tiger Woods is in the middle of a major life crisis and what does the Post do? They mark up a photo. It’s juvenile. I approve!
I especially like how they inserted a 5-iron, her weapon of choice, into his wife’s hand. There’s something perverse about it. Hitting Tiger with a golf club is like Bruce Springsteen’s wife hitting him in the nuts with a guitar or Stephen King’s wife smashing a typewriter over his head. Tee-hee.