stanislav said...massive media expansion giving lucrative work to the ghastliest Fleet Street sewer dweller.

stanislav said...

Dear Mr Drinkapintapissaday

In the wretched, holier than thou Guardian, in the late 1990s, Polly Mascara berated "left wing socialist millionaires" for not starting-up a proper left-wing newspaper; presumably to employ her good self and her friends Kneepads and Toilets.

Around the same time Dominic Daddy's Boy Lawson, then editor of the Sunday Trannygraph banned his "journalists" from using the word "millionaire" on the grounds that "now, we are all millionaires."

So, you see, Mr drinkapintapissaday, this is not new. Once, not very long ago, newspapers had "our reporter" or "our correspondent" or "a Daily Globe writer:" now every illiterate, empty-headed, gossipy cocksucker gets a by-line, many of then get their own kneeling spots in the Lobby. And in Michael White's case, elsewhere, in more intimate if less salubrious locations.

Andrew Buy My Book, Servants Of The People Rawnsley of the BBC and the Observer is one of the most worthless, inept, partisan, utterly useless, contemptible, overdressed, overpaid pricks in Fleet St, yet he is widely respected, his bits of unattributable gossip and tittle tattle valued by clowns like Rusbridger, valued to the tune of hundreds of thousands of pounds a year. Fatboy Lawson was right, it's not just the cunt Kneepads White - although his own personal vileness does distinguish him - but the whole rotten pack, they are all millionaires now, massive media expansion giving lucrative work to the ghastliest Fleet Street sewer dweller.

The leader of the pack, Jock Neil, the BBC's Mr Politics, is so fabulously wealthy from his days as Mr Murdoch's bitch, at Wapping and in New York, that he need never work again, yet cannot keep his smug, smirking, cheesy face off the telly. Thalidomide was a long time ago, Jock, you should fuck off out of it you ghastly old whore. Go dancing with teenagers, like you do.

Guido describes this rank menage as the political-media nexus which governs us and rightly chastises Kneepads White for his insistence that all is well, really. Those interested in journalistic fellatio should scan the back catalogue of Ian McWhirter of the Jock Herald, he is the Master, knows all the bent Jock politicos personally and they are all in it only to make things better for us; Jock BBC loves McWhirter. The thing to do is not read them and definitely not buy them and not pay a TV tax to fund Diane Abbott's Caribbean holidays.

There is better analysis, sharper wit, weightier scholarship and far more honesty to be found with a mouse-click than will ever be gleaned from the dead tree press. Fuck the 'papers, only put your head in a bad place.

love from stanislav



ps Lord Guido

"....transparent fiddles which may be legal, but are right."

fed up with plumbing now, if that sub-ed's job is still going stanislav is cheap4cash

1:37 PM, March 19, 2008