The Post fits fairly well on the smaller booth tables of The Flame and its tabloid size allows for easy page turning. If you want to understand what that feels like, imagine being a prick politician with a surname like Weiner.ĩ. The Post’s front page headlines are like sex on the down-market side of the porn hubs. The front page headlines of the Times are like sex with almost all your clothes on. She is righteously proud of this distinction.Ĩ. There is nobody on the Times editorial staff who could possibly rival her in sleaze. (not the news service), who eats cheap and smarmy for breakfast and that’s on a pretty good day. There is some woman whose initials are A.P. When you read about the mayor in the Times, you merely yawn.ħ. Even if you believe Mayor de Blasio is weak as water and an insult to the city you will feel sympathy for him when you read how he is treated in the Post. Front page, right hand, top-of-the page Times stories are lucky to earn two paragraphs at the bottom of page 15 in the Post.Ħ. The Times, too, presents well-edited sport pages and on the weekends its sports section is worth pilfering.ĥ. However after a single good day, the same player may become an immortal hero. Its writers and reporters ritually pummel any player who has a bad day a bad week and the poor athlete has his manhood questioned a longer slump may mean bad-pun headlines. The Post’s sports section is okay and by far the best edited section of the paper. This is particularly true of the Family Kardashian, whose bodies in scanty attire appear in all-too-vivid photographs almost daily.Ĥ. Every part of the human female body, with the occasional exception of a few nipples, is always available for viewing in the Post. George Will’s cloudy-eyed pomposities are always too boring to bother with.ģ. Although he valiantly tries, John Podhoretz’s scrivenings are only 40 percent nauseating, and now and again his opinions are therapeutically funny. A sure emetic is to read the Post’s editorials and most of the op-ed pieces. Compared to the New York Times, the Post has a slightly more humorous bridge column, and there is no horoscope in the Times.Ģ. However, on Sundays, they shrink the bridge type and it’s annoyingly hard to read. The Post can boast a horoscope that is far more accurate, insightful, and literate than 92 percent of the rest of the newspaper the bridge column is goofy and equally accurate. I read the New York Post from cover to cover nearly every morning at The Flame restaurant in New York City and over the years I’ve found ways to put the Post to its best uses:ġ.

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