Front and centre: Well, with teeth like that, I wouldn't blame hell for showing this knucklehead the door. I mean, there is such a thing as too many lollipops, sir! Let's see how much laughing you'll do after gingivitis pulls a drive-by on your mouth.But! Let's take a break from all this joking and tooth talk, 'cause this cover has all sorts of problems. This is an awful story, for sure. But defining a black guy charged with multiple murders as a "rapper" because he made one rap video will only further confuse Sun readers into thinking that all black people are rappers, and that all rappers are violent criminals. This kind of crazy worldview is almost enough to make you think that the Sun is put together by a bunch frightened, bigoted old men. Which clearly isn't the case.
And is rapping really this man's defining quality? We all do lots of things during our lives. Which one thing defines us? It's true that I played trombone in my high school's marching band. Yet, were I to be arrested for murder next week, I'd be shocked if the headlines read:
PROFESSIONAL TROMBONIST BUTCHERS SEVERAL
POLICE FEAR HE MAY BE SLOVAK
Top: A new report from this lady standing in front of a bouquet of microphones finds that the city's roads are full of potholes and our sewers are stanky. Also: the lottery continues to operate.
Bottom: Are these two blonde women friends, sisters or clones? Who cares, as long as they get a great deal on spectacles.
Summary: Gadzooks!
*** (out of 5)
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