OVER THE LINE!

This morning i learned, the hard way, that the weekday price of the post is now 50¢, up from 25¢.

houston, we have a problem.

see, i just realized that the post was worth 33¢ to me every morning.

because at a quarter i felt it was a bargain; at a half dollar, i feel like im being robbed. a quarter, along with page six and tabloid-style local news, more than justified the paper's horribly right-wing bent and generally shoddy and low-brow journalism.

and it's fun to be able to buy something for a single coin--that was part of it all. (although, i suppose i could stock up on half dollars.) (not.)

so, in the final analysis, goodbye new york post. it's like king jaffe joffer says in coming to america, after the queen tells the story of having felt sick at the prospect of her arranged marriage with the king, then coming to grow to love him.

There is a very fine line between love and nausea.