WELCOME May 18, 1998 Issue

To Our Readers

Russ Gerber

"What's the weather like in heaven?" a woman asked of the person standing next to her in line. "Probably just like it is today," came the reply, almost as though there was no other response one could give.

Everyone else in line agreed. It was one of those rare days. Clear. Warm. Dry. A slight breeze. Often at that time of year—early March in new England—the days are cloudy, the air is damp, and a gust of wind can penetrate even the best of cold weather coats. When the warmth and sunshine do finally break through, you realize how accustomed you had become to living day after day in dreariness.

Now, we're not official weather-watchers here, but we are watchers. And we've been seeing another kind of dreariness set in like one more cold, gray day. It's the dreary picture of life on Planet Earth as seen through the distorting lens of the supermarket tabloids. This "tabloidization" of journalism is a cold front we're alerting you to via this week's Cover Story.

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