For a large number of people buying a newspaper at the weekend is almost a religious ritual. There are those out there who are affiliated with certain publications in an almost devout – deity like relationship. These are the people who can never be torn from that publication they most commonly read. They are the people who would rather spit in the face, or rather the headlines, of competing publications when faced with the dilemma of insufficient stock levels. They may even get violent and throttle the unsuspecting vulnerable news agent who assumed it was safe to flick through the day’s tabloid headlines as they perch at the cash register.

Newspapers also tell us a lot about the person. Tabloid readers are usually insensitive to broader world affairs and want the cheap thrill of reading about some banal celebrity event. The tabloid reader is easily satisfied but generally restless; they often have to supplement their reading with the odd gossip mag or two, or five, or ten. Then there are those who buy newspapers purely for the nice little extra’s that usually accompany the weekend issues. Once these people get home the main bulk of the newspaper is discarded completely and becomes yesterday’s news in the very prescience of today. The item in question’s (usually an unsuccessful album or film) worth is in some views lower than the variety of interesting and exciting articles that the publication itself provides.

Buying a newspaper for the most recent Vinnie Jones film is absolutely fine, but please consider maybe reading a few of the articles next time such whimsical decisions are entertained. You never know you might just discover something interesting about the world.

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