How the Headline Ate the Article and Called It Dinner
There was a time, dimly remembered if at all, when a headline was a summary. It told you what the article contained so you could decide whether to read it. Then someone discovered that a headline could also be a weapon. Specifically, a weapon aimed at the part of your brain that feels an emotion before it can name it. The headline stopped summarizing. It started provoking. The article; once the point of the enterprise; became an afterthought, a CYA paragraph buried beneath the fold that technically contained the facts the headline had stretched past recognition. You shared the headline. You felt something because of the headline. You did not read the article. The headline did not need you to.