I’m referring to the news crawl on the front of the Dispatch building, of course. I’ve come to rely on it for my news blurbs in the morning, so I can feel that I’m at least somewhat informed when I arrive at the office. And I’ve come to to look forward to the bullet-point format and phrasing of the crawl, too.
ANOTHER SHOOTING ON NEAR EAST SIDE . . . . TRUMP ANTICS MYSTIFY EUROPE . . . . THREE-LEGGED FROG DAZZLES FAIRGOERS . . . . 17 RECIPES FOR SUMMER PORK . . . . FLYING CARS MAY BE JUST AROUND CORNER . . . .
The crawl always seems to feature incredibly provocative stuff, presented in the most cryptic style. You’re never really sure what the news is, but it sure sounds interesting.
But now the crawl has gone dark, and with it, my morning mood. Come back, crawl!