The Sun is Poetry

The Sun is poetry. No, seriously! The Sun is poetry, you just don’t know it yet.

Opinions on The Sun divide the nation here in the UK (I can’t speak for anywhere else in the world.) Many view it, myself included, as a supercilious tabloid that spews invective left, right, and centre. I am, however, open to the fact that I may be missing something by dismissing it as so. The Sun has the biggest readership via circulation of physical copies of any newspaper here in the UK, and there is certainly a reason as to why so many people read it, but one that I fail to see.

That’s not to say I think other newspapers far excel The Sun; I’m not particularly fond of The Express, Daily Mail, or even The Guardian, and that saddens me. It saddens me that these news outlets all have their own agenda to peddle, that news has to make money and be first instead of being news, and that I can’t read something in a paper or online and believe it without fact checking it first.

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Breaking Point – Headline Poem

Last year I cut up The Daily Mail to make something poetic out of the hogwash in there. This year I’m going to focus on The Sun. No promises of making something grand out of the invective found in there.

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Mad,
He’ll gag on
Violent Fury.

Is there no one
Sane it
Won’t step on?

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