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Hold up! Before you read on, please read this...

This post was published more than 12 years ago

I keep old posts on the site because I often enjoy reading old content on other people's sites. It can be interesting to see how views have changed over time: for example, how my strident teenage views have, to put it mildly, mellowed.

I'm not a believer in brushing the past under the carpet. I've written some offensive rubbish on here in the past: deleting it and pretending it never happened doesn't change that. I hope that stumbling across something that's 12 years old won't offend anyone anew, because I hope that people can understand that what I thought and felt and wrote about then is probably very different to what I think and feel and wrote about now. It's a relic of an (albeit recent) bygone era.

So, given the age of this post, please bear in mind:

  • My views may well have changed in the last 12 years. I have written some very silly things over the years, many of which I find utterly cringeworthy today.
  • This post might use words or language in ways which I would now consider highly inappropriate, offensive, embarrassing, or all three.
  • Factual information might be outdated.
  • Links might be broken, and embedded material might not appear properly.

Okay. Consider yourself duly warned. Read on...

Richard Littlejohn in last week’s Daily Mail:

How long before the ludicrous Faye Turney pops up on Celebrity Fat Club? I bet they didn’t let her get in the dinghy first. This is a woman who is capable of capsizing the Ark Royal if she shifts her weight to the wrong cheek.

This is the newspaper, remember, that claims to have endless respect for our armed forces and says they deserve nothing but the best.

The day Faye Turney sold her story to The Sun and Tonight With Trevor McDonald was the day the Navy died of shame.

Presumably, it wouldn’t be so shameful if she’d sold her story to the Daily Mail, who made her a huge offer for it.

How on Earth is this vitriolic rag one of Britain’s most successful ‘newspapers’? And what on Earth does that say about us as a nation? I dread to think.

This 1,101st post was filed under: Media.

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