stanislav said...
Anonymous at 2.20
There is a noble and necessary tradition of noms des plumes -Atticus, Beachcomber, Crossbencher, Guido - which you are evidently too fucking stupid and sanctimonious to realise is a valuable, vital component of our public discourse. There is also a tradition of scandalmongering, whisper and innuendo often being the only weapon available to an oppressed and bullied citizenry. These cunts whose reputations and privacy you idiotically champion are not your friends, your defenders, your gallant inquisitorial journalists, these are not decent law-abiding citizens; these people are shitbags, robbing you, misleading you, serving the government, abusing and persecuting the powerless and the poor, blowjobbing the wealthy, they are ponces, pimps and whores.
You are probably one of those cunts who would beg for tickets to Question Time and go along and fucking clap and cheer when the floor manager tells you and go home to your miserable fucking semi and Ford Focus and think Gosh, I have been taking part in the democratic process, Fuck me, aren't I important. That David Dimbleby, I'm sure he smiled at me.
Why do industrial strength, lifetime, shit-eating cocksuckers like you come here? You miserable fucking po-faced turd. Countless people here could explain to you why its absolutely vital to challenge the incestuous, charmed circle of MediaMinster but you're too far up your own pious, arsehole to be worth the trouble. One might advise you to go and read Socrates the Gadfly, or Jesus the Anarchist but you are obviously sworn to Lady Sir Michael White's Kneepad of Fealty, down on your knees before the big red knob of Power. Fuck off back in your own private life. You sound like a fucking child molester. Protect the privacy of public villains. What a cunt you are. What a complete and utter cunt. As we enter a new Dark Age of ID cards and oppression and perpetual war and repossessions and unemployment, two-tier health care and poverty - Prudent Economic Miracle, Phase 2 - it is staggering that there are idiots like you who would defend the privacy of those who shit in our faces. Odds on you're a fucking presbyterian, cross-dressing, wife-beating toilet-Queen.
Why don't you and all these other anonymous arseholes, vexed at the cruel discomfiture of
some of Fleet Street's vilest, club together and sue Guido on their behalf ? Nasty Guido. Fancy dishing the dirt on the prime minister's bitch's bitches. Tut-fucking-tut.
Stanislav, got bored reading your rant quite quickly, given that you got your facts wrong from the first line - Atticus is not written anonymously for a start.
I don't see anything wrong with "give as good as you get" - I just don't see why Guido has to wear a burqa when he goes on telly.
Do calm down old chap.
Dear Mr Anonymous
A long time since I saw Atticus, used to be anonymous but you're right, that holes my entire boring argument below the waterline. The tradition of the journalistic, satirical, literary nom de plume obviously a figment of my imagination; no such thing in, for instance, Private Eye, which has also exposed the precious private life of a villain or two; the foibles of Guido - whom most people actually know to be Mr [REDACTED], the Spud-munching, Guinness-swigging, melancholy Paddy - more relevant to you than the staggering hypocrisy of the criminal Westminster mafia.
Fuck me, you don't know how so chastened, reproved and cast down I am by your invigilation. I bet you're one of those people, like the poor, name-dropping Mr Gerry Hayes, briefly and mysteriously an MP, who's always right. I will strive to be worthy of your interest. Isn't it time, though, you were off down the toilets, instead of hanging around here, being bored ? Don't wanna miss a trick.
Mr sg at 5.10.
Don't be depressed. Why not try going down the toilets with Mr Anonymous. That'll put a smile on your face.
If this site was an opinion poll, which in a sense it is, you two would be in the dissenting two per cent, the overwhelming majority - many very well informed - are somewhere between happy and jumping, howling for joy at this exposure, poor simple souls, the common, vulgar people. You two, with your pursed lip, nit-picking disapproval are obviously meant for better things, the toilet beckons. Say hello to Mr Maguire while you're down there, lads.
Why are the journalists you named not entitled to keep their private lives private - when you, a journalist, insisted on having your identity obscured on Newsnight, and employing a nom de plume? 2:20 PM, January 19, 2008