For many years, our parish paper was The New York Times, affectionately known as "The Old Gray Lady" or, in our grandfather's house, "that Communist rag." (When we asked why he read it every morning, he responded with a sly grin, "You have to know the enemy to defeat him.")
Anyway. We've moved, to a rather different part of the country. How different, you ask? This different:
In 1905, the local paper was named the Democrat. After a 1989 merger, it was renamed the Times-Democrat. Last week, it announced a name change, to reflect shifting political realities. It is now just the Times.
See what they did there?