Coming up with awesome headlines used to be an art-form. The brightest sub-editors at every paper would be tasked with crafting a handful of clever words in bold at the top of an already laid-out story with a view to attracting as many people to the story as possible. Sometimes those words didn’t even have to have much to do with the story. As long as they were catchy and drew the reader in.
My favourite when I was living in London was a tabloid (Sun?) headline: Kylie is an alien.
Apparently Kylie Minogue had all the attributes of a aliens who had bred with us thousands of years ago, according to an "expert". Most intriguing to the editors were aliens' small breasts, which gave them the opportunity to reprint a topless picture of her on the beach, with arrows pointing to her alien parts.
You put a lot of work into this! That Headless Body one was pulled out in our cadetship training... as you'd know.
One of my favourites was in early 90's in Brisbane, when Tattersalls Club voted to not allow women in their private club - "No tits for Tatts"
Can't remember which paper, we used to actually have a few, including afternoon papers, but now just the bloody Courier Mail...
My favourite when I was living in London was a tabloid (Sun?) headline: Kylie is an alien.
Apparently Kylie Minogue had all the attributes of a aliens who had bred with us thousands of years ago, according to an "expert". Most intriguing to the editors were aliens' small breasts, which gave them the opportunity to reprint a topless picture of her on the beach, with arrows pointing to her alien parts.