.well, if the media will not succumb to a sabbath, i'll make a sabbath of my own, in the following way:

of the few, rare, joys in life...
reading
the sunday times
on a Monday's, sunny afternoon;
which goes to show...
delay...
    the aspect of delay...
in terms of the effect of journalistic
integrity...
just a day shy, or two days shy
from the actual events...
because who the **** bothers
watching the scripted artifice of
zombie ******* that's t.v. journalism?
well... with newspapers
you can at least bewilder yourself
with new words,
build up some sort of phobia about
a syllable count cascade of smooth
reading... **** like that...
           plus... back in the good old days...
when newspapers were sized A1...
and you really couldn't read them
on the tube...
            A1? ****... A0?
          and reading an English newspaper,
on a crowded tube,
and flipping the pages?
  was like some karate master
making sushi...
         ****** marvelous.