Last Sunday’s The Telegraph has a letter from Siliguri’s Soma Datta, which is as under:
One wonders why one has to be assaulted by pictures of Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt every day that the star couple is in India. Why must we have photographs of the duo with their son inside an auto-rickshaw on the frontpages of our newspapers? Will somebody tell the stars that they look like dunces trying to experience ‘exotic India’?…
That more or less sums up what I feel like saying. But I’ve more. What about Telegraph’s penchant for desi variety as well? Hardly a day passes without having to bear pathetically smiling faces of Sush visiting Kalighat or Karina trying to rev it up.
Brangelina who?
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This is not to blame Sush or Karina or, for that matter, Brangelina. They come for their own reasons, just as millions of others do. It’s the dull questioning and reportage of page-three reporters and editors that make it all the more disgusting.
Mainstream newspapers like The Telegraph often forget that theirs are not tabloids like UK’s The Sun whose business it is to track celebrities and sensational news. I won’t mind reading tabloids for I know what am I to expect. It’s when regular papers also try to produce a strange concoction that it leaves a bad taste.
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