Ike Turner died last December. Besides being famous as a Rock ‘n’ roll musician, Turner also was notorious for the physical abuse of his ex-wife Tina.
So what kind of headline does the New York Post go for? The headline in the worst possible taste, of course:
The bar for tabloids is set at a subterranean level anyhow, but the New York Post dug right under it with ease.
4 thoughts on “Classy, dear Rupert, real classy”
I thought it was funny.
About as funny as this guy.
I bet Tina was laughing like hell.
It is a Post classic. Funny but disgusting.
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