Some things never go out of style. Blue jeans. Good manners. Music your parents “just don’t understand.”
These days, newspapers and other legacy media are swimming upstream to prove they can still be totally rad, hip, the bees’ knees — y’know, lit! Apparently, though, the road to journalistic purgatory is paved with Donald Trump satire.
Hitch wonders what the hepcats over at the Boston Globe might have to say about Worcester.
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