LOCAL RAG’S SALES DISASTER

CRUMBRIA: 23.3.2026

The finest newspaper company in the world.
The reader survey asks more questions than its Churnalists.
  • A: Through my fingers with growing alarm.
  • A: Longer than some of your reporters appear to.
  • A: With my eyes. My brain does the actual reading, though.
  • A: To check in on a dying elderly relative and see how their treatment’s going.
  • A: Piss poor.
  • A: A shrunken broadsheet giant jemmied into a tabloid and sustained largely by press releases, sent-in photographs, puzzles, and padded out by a sprawling “memories” section about the days when the paper still mattered. Timid, institutional council reporting, and seemingly terrified of writing anything not already cleared by somebody in public office. If it wasn’t for the farming, football and court reports, it would be dead.
“Your trusted voice”
Doom scrollers welcome to apply.

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