All the cliches about Sunday newspapers being a waste of time are true of The Sunday Mail, the lightweight Sunday edition of The Courier Mail.
Reviewing The Sunday Mail can be done via a Simpsons quote. (I love it when life can be thus conveyed.) In the episode 'Guess Who's Coming to Criticize Dinner?' Homer is a food critic for the local Sunday newspaper and gets into an argument with his editor:
"Editor: Listen, you've got to shape up. Next week is the Taste of Springfield festival. You'll be reviewing every restaurant in town. Remember, people have certain expectations about the LifeWays section.
Homer: Really, like what?
Editor: Oh, I don't know. Astrology, "Brunhilda," vacation horror stories, articles about chronic fatigue syndrome. You know, chick crap."
Blunt and crude but basically true of The Sunday Mail. Male crap comes in the form of stuff about cars and fishing. Unisex crap is supplied via the weddings pages, where you can look at photos of people you don't know doing what literally hundreds of Australians do every day. Unfortunately the lifestyle section spills far outside of its designated lines into what is supposed to be serious news sections.
If you want to read a newspaper that has fluff and serious local news stories in equal amounts, pick up mX Magazine, the free daily rag available in the CBD. It's more fun, it involves amusing reader input and it will ink up your fingers just as well as The Sunday Mail does. read more
