Victims Of Press Stress
March, 1987
Stan H. and his wife, Gloria, slump dejectedly in the squalor of their once merely unkempt suburban home, their vacant eyes fixed on the television screen, their shaky hands clawing at the rising tide of newspapers and magazines. They both know that they are helpless victims of something awful, but they're not sure exactly what, as they haven't yet seen a thing about it in Time or Newsweek."Once we were a special kind of family," says Stan bitterly. "You know, a family not trapped...
