Come, Trentonian... Enshroud me in thy Purple Cloak.

Some days, we're let off the hook far too easily. Nothing requiring any real brainpower commands our attention, and our limits for comprehension go tragically untested.

Fortunately, there is the Trentonian, and their often beguiling headlines. Grasping this one introduced me to a part of my brain I'd never known to exist, and for that (and very little else), I am grateful to their staff.

Via Jon Solomon.

Previously.

Also.

Seriously?

Comments

[Jon Solomon]

There's a bonkers charm to this one from yesterday's Trentonian:

http://www.trentonian.com/articles/2010/04/28/opinion/doc4bd7ce639db5f535196714.txt

[katybobaty]

Unfortunately I can't find this anywhere on the internet, but I swear back in 2007 the Trentonian announced Ike Turner's passing with IKE BEATS TINA TO DEATH.

[r:m:b]

I think the IKE BEATS TINA TO DEATH was actually from the New York Post. Always classy, but yeah, pretty amazing in some way. It must be fun to work there. -mike

[Jon Solomon]

http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/mediamonkey/NewNation440.jpg