Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Oh, no, please don't go the same way as the Mail...

As you may well know, the Daily Mail online edition is utterly barking mad. Inevitably edited and run by a loon, and read by perverted, hypocritical weirdos.

The vast majority of the 'news' content on the front page is totally and utterly sex obsessed. A piece will make it big on the online edition, simply by virtue of it featuring a woman, not wearing very much, and for that woman to either have done something vaguely media worthy over the last 20 years, or for her to know someone who has.

The younger the better - hence their creepy and disgraceful obsession with Miley Cyrus. But what they really want are tits, arses, crotch shots and flesh. On show. With a titillating bit of write up underneath.

Scroll down a bit, and you'll possibly read a few pieces about how society has gone down hill because people are into sex and are obsessed with porn and fornication. The sad thing is, few people spot the somewhat notable irony evident in front of their eyes.

But what's this we have here today? Why, it's the front page piece in the online Telegraph edition. The Telegraph, for our non-UK readers who may not know, is a respectable, high brow broadsheet which is read by your upper social strata in Britain. People with big houses and posh families and Land Rover Defenders.

What is the piece about? It's about Sarah Jessica Parker's 'wardrobe malfunction'. I.e. an actress whose dress slipped a bit, leading to a bit of bother around the jugs department. And that irritating term, 'wardrobe malfunction', is precisely the sort of annoying Kenneth Williamsesque 'OOoooh Suits You, Sir, OOOOhhh!!!' nudge-nudge, salacious, puerile, low brow term that features in the Mail every single fucking day of the week.

No wonder Private Eye calls that pathetic sell out newspaper the 'Daily Mailygraph'.

Forget the 'conservative' press, folks. It doesn't exist anymore. Everyone has gone mad, and everyone are cunts.

P.s. Another infuriating one the Mail uses: 'LBD'. Which is code for 'little black dress' (Oh, Scandalous! Mmmmmm). These people invent a new little cheeky term every day to help sell these shite stories. And then the same readers will pop on the comments section and pour hate and derision at the people in the photos, followed by the totally predictable 'why do I want to read this I'm bored of these people stop writing this!'.

And the next day they are back, lapping it up. Dontcha just love good ol' Middle England.

8 comments:

Vladimir said...

What a coincidence. Just today I was thinking about how the "right wing press" actually only exists in the minds of raving lefties, who seem to regard everyone other than themselves as "right wing".

Just today, such a person has told me that Labour's policies are driven by the Daily Mail (?), therefore Labour are socially conservative (??) and right-wing (???). I've no idea where this nonsense comes from, but it seems to be quite prevalent.

Dex said...

the miley thing is mild compared to its obsession with Tom Cruise's daughter that is even more creepy. Any excuse for a story and its up there, in the past couple of weeks there has been one about her having new shoes and another one for wearing a pink dress. I'm not quite sure how they justify it as news, if anythign its disturbing how much interest they have in this little girl.

Anonymous said...

You don't half spout some fucking bollocks at times.

Neither site/publication could hold a candle to you when it comes to hyperbole.

Fucking calm down.

J Demetriou said...

The Suri Cruise obsession breaks new boundaries for the Mail and that says something. Next week they'll have a piece about how disgusting parents are for sexualising their children.

Then a day later we'll have provocative pictures of the 3 year olf Cruise in Stilettos.

Fucking cunty newspaper.

Anonymous said...

Fucking cunty blog.

You used to be worth reading- now all we get is this fucking condescending sub-Grauniad sneering at the Mail and the Telegraph.

The late Kenneth Williams said...

Don't know when this blog was 'worth reading', but I do know that it wasn't me that said "Suits you Sir".

Jesus, if you're going to drop in comedic references, at least do your homework, or stick to stuff you actually know.

As Tommy Cooper used to say, 'Que?'

J Demetriou said...

The rude anonymous contributor might like to expand on his accusation, by telling us the last time either of us wrote a piece 'sneering at the Mail and the Telegraph'.

I'd imagine his scrolling through the archives might take some time, but do give it a go if you want to prove your non-point.

Thanks for the feedback though.

Clive said...

You're making a basic mistake trying to read The Mail that way: a bit like holding a book upside-down.

Their web pages are laid out in three colums. The left one is the "something must be done" circle-jerk section, for people who want to get agitated, but can't afford the demo version of Doom.

On the right, about half as wide, is the "Femail" column, for ground-breaking revelations that a woman somewhere is wearing a dress.

And in your browser's File Menu is the Quit command.