It was only yesterday that I found myself wading through the mire of a sullied narrative in order to get at the legitimate observation at the heart of the swampy morass. I wasn’t alone, but I know for a fact that fewer and fewer readers are willing to brave the fetid moat Gordon Wittenmyer and his colleagues at the Sun-Times have dug around their once-regal castle.
But with the building in disrepair and their army flagging, they seem to have resorted to launching flaming takes from their journalistic trebuchets in an effort to send folks running to their gates.