No news is good news apparently (The Sun)

Member Name: Diaz

Product:	The Sun
Date:	02/04/01 (125 review reads)
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Advantages: light and recyclable

Disadvantages: no news is good news?

I suppose I justified buying the Sun because I was tired and I needed a mindless read and I thought, hey I can always write a review, another factor might have been the fact there was a large pair of breasts on the front, it was early in the morning I was weak OK!!

Apparently the Sun hires the best writers, it has amongst the best pay rates in journalism, I suppose it’s because it’s difficult to get the relevant information over in a concise and entertaining manner, a bit like writing ops but we don’t get paid that well....

So does the Sun deliver info and is it entertaining??

Well I bought the paper on the 30th of March 2001 two thirds of the front page are given over to Cleavage Week 3 and the aforementioned breasts. The other headline takes the majority of the remains of the page is about “Nasty Nigel” Lithgoe the popstars “guru” making £2m, hardly news.

I would skip over page three but something caught my eye..... Puff Daddy will change his name to P-Diddy, HA HA HA!!!! In a stroke of genius the Sun visited Ken Dodd for a comment, LOL. Ken said “Diddyness is about love and laughter, so he’d have to cut out any bad behaviour” again it isn’t news but P-Diddy (smirk) had to be found guilty of something. Oh and page three has more breasts.

*UPDATE* I found out after I'd written this that "diddy" is Irish slang for breasts, so theres another boob in the paper.

Then we have a 2 page piece about the queen buying a copy of the “Big Issue” and a “clever” comparison of the homeless man and the Queen, you know I never realised the Queen was rich, glad I read it in the Sun.

Moving onto page 11 Littlejohn spouts some “hilarious” anti government satire, not terribly clever but at least its actual original comment on the current political situation.

Skipping the various stories on page 1
2-13, A righteous sleight on a security guard who secretly filmed Madonna’s baby’s christening (the Sun would never dream of it) and a story about a bloke showing naked pictures of his school teacher ex-girlfriend to children outside her school (the sun would never dream of revealing breasts to children, maybe not). We arrive at page 14-15 for more breasts, this time scantily clad TV presenters.

The next notable section is Dominic Mohans “Bizarre” (opposite a page of more breasts, this time in hockey kit, or not) the majority of the page is given over to “pop” icon Rod Stewart, at least it isn’t Hear’say. How relevant is Rod Stewart these days?? About as relevant as Mick Hucknall, the other lead story, anyone reading this born after 1985 should ask their parents.

Page 21 has more breasts, It IS National Cleavage week after all..... Oh and another breast, John Major had taken up teaching!! Skipping a few minor news stories we get back to breasts for the centre page.

Then we have a TV section, pretty comprehensive coverage of the terrestrials and reasonable coverage of the major satellite channels. There is also a couple of column inches dedicated to the infamous Gary Bushell, I don’t know why people make a fuss about him, you have to have an opinion to sell newspapers.

The following pages cover a healthfood campaign, “It’s not all Rabbit Food.” Obviously Sun readers are all carnivorous cavemen to whom the concept of fresh veg is completely alien. Patronising rubbish!!

The we have the mainstay of the comic page with Good Old Hagar still plodding around and “George and Lynne” bumping up the boob count. Mystic Meg supplies the dodgy astrology and some surprisingly accurate advice Samir of Harlow should now have some really expensive jewellery, lucky guy. Jeremy Clarkson supplies a motoring page with his usual “verve”. T
hen we have an agony page, with would you believe it, more breasts, this time as a “true life” photo story, most women like to think in their underwear apparently. We then have a slight nod in the direction of business with city news and share prices.

Then the paper is rounded off by ten pages of sports coverage, interviews with Sven Goran Eriksson about England’s recent run of good luck by Gary Lineker and a stunning picture of dove being killed by a fast ball in an American baseball match. Not being particularly into sports I suspect this coverage is pretty good and probably one of the main reasons the paper is so popular.

I actually wanted to write positive review of this paper, to be honest when I sat on the train and read it was relatively entertaining, granted there was very little political coverage or real news but other than that, pretty entertaining. The problem was when I analysed it for a review there wasn’t really much substance to it. As a bloke I have absolutely no problem with scantily clad women, as a family man I’m not sure, my kids are pretty young so they have no idea about that kind of thing. Though I think for the Sun to call itself a family paper is stretching the definition a little.

These days to sell papers you have to have an opinion, since news is ever-present in our society that is the only edge the papers have over broadcast and electronic media, unfortunately opinions about curvy beauties is hardly front page news.

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