Am I the only one who finds this headline crass? Probably. And, that is a problem.
The story has nothing to do with the well know and highly flawed birth control method. It’s a story about a delay in getting a food vendor licensed at the well known San Francisco landmark, Coit Tower.
But, I get it. Oh yes, the Coit Tower has a phallic shape. But, so does the handle of my toilet plunger.
Without putting much thinking into it, I can think of several other titles that would not be as shameful and just as cutesy. How about:
“Coit Cuisine Crashes”
“Coit Tower Starving?”
“Coit Chowless”
“Chowless Coit,”
“Chow Cut at Coit”
The title, while eye catching, is unnecessary.
Cheap headlines like this only seem to cheapen the story, our minds, and our bodies. Garbage in, garbage out. Perhaps the Examiner is impregnated with the seductive embrace of convention whereby we all go around coarsening our culture at every turn.
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