Time it was that I'd always treat myself to The Sunday New York Times. It was something you could linger over for hours while in the local coffee house. I enjoyed it fully. When the coffee house closed down, and The Times got more expensive, I became less apt to buy the paper on sundays, until I finally stopped doing it at all.
I still check out the NY Times online, sometimes. Not a bad source.
I remember coveting the funny papers in the sunday Daily News.
For the most part I've this inner feeling that newspapers aren't so good for your health. They fill you with a lot of negativity.
I know there must be exceptions to this. I remember journalists of the past who I so enjoyed reading. Don't ask me the names, I could never remember.
I got a D in a journalism class back when I was too young to apply myself. Sinful.