As usual, I went through the local newspapers over my morning coffee. By the time I was finished, today I felt queasy, though. On my way home, the growing nausea started me thinking. What could be wrong with me? By the time I opened the front door of my house I realized that today I read much more than is my custom. Usually, I only read the headlines and hastily skim a few articles, but today I read several articles from the beginning till the bloody end. Thus my stomach’s gentle warning: beware of local newspapers!