Gangrey
Vol. I · No. 1Prolonging the Slow Death of NewspapersEst. 2026

RIP SunChips Bag

the tears of a thousand tin men

Stephanie Hayes: The SunChips bag, rest its soul, was a total narc. It showed your cards, alerting roomies and spouses of your raging chip habit.



See, the snack came in a 100 percent compostable bag made of a stiff plant formula — good for the environment but REALLY LOUD. Like an orchestra thunder sheet crossed with crackling bacon, illegal fireworks and the tears of a thousand tin men.



Bags of SunChips sat sad and lonely Tuesday in a St. Petersburg Publix, on sale two for $6. A checkout girl cringed as she ran one over a scanner.

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