What is with The New Republic and cheesy, pun-based headlines. It isn’t as though it just happens now and then; it seems to be editorial policy to make a pun headline whenever possible.
FYI, NPR: It’s fucking retarded.
I’ve thought of pitting this shit in the past, but finally NPR has produced one that is truly, disgustingly Pitable. For a review of a book on St. Augustine, NPR gives us:
Holy fuckin’ Christ, is that awful.
Such puns are the lowest type of humor. OK, so we’ve heard of the song “Sexual Healing” by Marvin Gaye. Now we read this title. We see there is a connection via pun, but only via pun. It’s not funny. It’s ad hoc. Why does your highbrow mag go for such lowbrow humor? (I have nothing against low, vulgar humor. But, like anything else it’s got to be funny. And it ought to match the publication, too.)
Other puns on the home page right now are:
“Widely Red” (Haw haw–funny! And fucking stale, you stupid mutherfuckers!)
Many of the other titles go in for some other types of quirkiness:
“Twice Removed” (Reaching but failing to grasp… anything!)
Other mags do this, to be sure, but TNR really ought to be above it. For the most part, it’s intelligently written. Oh, and my e-subscription ran out a long time ago, but for some reason I’m still golden there. Stupid fuckerz!