(i can't seem to keep a straight face for long; so i wrote this one right after the previous article about WSJ. just to "balance out". ;-))
If you've ever wondered who make up that large readership of the much discredited tabloids, well, count me one. I used to define a cozy afternoon as one sitting alone on my apartment floor with a large bag of potato chips and a thicket of tabloids (It feels cozier, even luxurious now since I don't have that kind of time anymore). I often do not mind the long waiting line at the supermarket check-out -- I would always pick up a tabloid and scan it contently....
A tabloid is a showcase of the sad side of life. It illustrates the very famous in full-color and in off-color: how a young beautiful deteriorates into oblivion; how a glamorous becomes aged and ugly. It immortalizes those who have died young. In a tabloid's casual tone, one comes to realize the frailty and irony of life. A tabloid is never forgetful. Instead of getting just "one annual report" in a regular paper, some of the best known culture icons are forever "regulars" here. Under this light, a regular paper looks duty-bound while a tabloid is almost humane.
Oh, don't expect me bad-mouthing tabloids here; others have done that one thousand times over :))
2 comments:
有一回听到一个人说这些小报迎合人们"偷窥"心理.从此每次看TABLOID总觉得是在偷看人家的秘密.
路过你真是蛮好玩的!
so you read them, too. :-)
since you like this one, i dug out another piece which poked fun at myself, too. ;-)
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