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On a break from abusing children, Marieke Hardy discusses journalistic practices:
Some weeks ago I wrote a piece about attending a literary speed-dating event at the State Library …
On the night I was instructed by my editor not to tell anyone I was there to write a piece for the Age lest they clam up and somehow be less ‘real’, which had the odd effect of making me feel like an undercover spy as well as a bald-faced liar …
Hardy and her Age editor appear to have violated the media union’s code of ethics:
Use fair, responsible and honest means to obtain material. Identify yourself and your employer before obtaining any interview for publication or broadcast. Never exploit a person’s vulnerability or ignorance of media practice.
Over to you, Age. Meanwhile, Instapundit has more on journalists who reveal more than they perhaps intend when writing online …
Wasn’t there some american reporterette who went “undercover” to a dating service, went on dates, then came home and flayed in print the poor bastards who’d gone out with her? Or am I thinking of a movie? In any case I’ve heard this garbage before. So sure, go ahead and embarrass harmless private citizens for profit! It’s no longer enough to exploit those who come of their own free will to writhe in masochistic ecstasy under the harsh glare of publicity before a goggling public; you have to go stalk & ambush plain people looking for a small crumb of caring in a big city! Enquiring minds want to know!
If she identified herself, it would greatly increase her risk of being told to “Go and die.”
Posted by Jim Treacher on 2007 02 01 at 12:15 AM • permalink#4 kiwinews,
in one short post you have outshone not only everything written on her crappy blog, but most of what appears in The Age. Well done.Posted by Rachel Corrie's Flatmate on 2007 02 01 at 12:24 AM • permalinkShe’s a leftie who isn’t actually up herself. With the greatest of respect to everyone here,
I think you’re missing the point. Read the rest of her blog. Here’s someone that isn’t full of their own self-importance, who doesn’t take themselves overly seriously.
Yes I know, that’s something that’s uncommon on the Right, but absolutely unknown on the Left. Yet there she is.
I went to her blog to pour scorn on her, but having read what she’s written, I think we’re being a teeny bit too precious and serious ourselves on this one.A former colleague got the sack over going ‘undercover’ for a story.
She pretended to be a patient at a medical centre. She made an appointment, asked questions during the consultation and wrote her story on the unguarded comments of the doctor she saw.
A lawsuit arrived swifter than the ebola virus.
This particular journalist (I’m not sure if she’s still working in private enterprise, I suspect not) is a completely irredemable leftie.
She railed against a former boyfriend in the UK who had the temerity to buy and drive a 15-y-old BMW and called anyone with the wherewithal to have a bank account and a mortgage a member of the ‘landlord class’.
Is it a concidence this person shares many of the same qualities as Hardy? What is it about the idiot leftie journalists?
—Nora
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2007 02 01 at 12:26 AM • permalink#14 no-one’s indignant, joe. Sometimes it’s fun to deflate the overblown posturings of a second-rate brain. (No reference to Zoe intended)
As our own dear Andrea once remarked, these people have a carapace of self-regard that is thicker than rhinoceros hide. They need (nay, they demand!) deflating at every opportunity.
#12, let us not forget she desires to be like BOB ELLIS !!
nah, there’s no hope left for her…Posted by Rachel Corrie's Flatmate on 2007 02 01 at 12:46 AM • permalinkBTW, if she was the non-conformist, rebellious little minx she likes to portray herself as, given her background and lineage she would have gone into merchant banking or stockbroking, and invested in Prada, Porsche and penthouse- that really would give the wrinklies the shits, and have grand-dad doing 2000RPM in the Kremlin Wall.
If you don’t want people extracting the urine from your published works, buy a pink Barbie diary with a key. Otherwise, nice typing, fuckhead.
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 02 01 at 01:06 AM • permalink#18
let us not forget she desires to be like BOB ELLIS !!
Oh, no! It’s true! It’s true! In fact she yearns to be... he who shall remain nameless!
(I was going to try to let this thread slip by, but was drawn in by the nameless one, yet again!)
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 01:07 AM • permalinkMore from Power Line about the Washington Post‘s Arkin blogging his support for the troops when they shut up and do what the Left tells them to believe:
http://powerlineblog.com/archives/016662.php
It also includes a ton more of links via the Michelle Malkin link.Posted by andycanuck on 2007 02 01 at 01:09 AM • permalink#21 Yeah, Habib. She’s no rebel, just another rich bitch taking over the family business.
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 01:10 AM • permalinkOne of the things I like about this place is that people can tell you you’re full of it without actually being nasty about it.
I may be wrong - wouldn’t be the first time, won’t be the last - but I remain unconvinced.Contrast Ms H. with the unspeakable Arkin in the WaPo, for someone who is truly narcissistic and full of their own importance. Someone who castigates US troops in Iraq for disagreeing with his own pontifications, and calls them mercenaries, baby-killers and too dumb to see that they’re tools of the Chimpy McHalliburton cabal. For some reason he misses out the Zionists from the cabal, but that may be an oversight.
Bear in mind that this guy is the military affairs expert for the WaPo.
Speaking of The Age, is it just me or is this a curious turn of phrase? -
The Evening Standard newspaper reported that video footage of the kidnap victim would have been used to appeal to Prime Minister Tony Blair to pull British troops out of Iraq.
Emphasis mine. “appeal”? Really? Not “extort”, “force”, “threaten”, “coerce”, “blackmail”, or (god forbid) “terrorize”, but “appeal”. To their better nature I suppose.
The Evening Standard article doesn’t appear to be available online, so I can’t tell if they’ve simply copied the wording of the original. But the syntax suggests paraphrasing, not a verbatim quote.
What does someone have to do to cop an unsympathetic report these days?
#18 and #23 - aaaarrrrgggh. You typed the evil “B” name. Don’t you realise that everytime his name is typed, a child in Africa dies?
You two are going to burn if you keep this up. Just ask Bono.
Posted by mr creosote on 2007 02 01 at 01:46 AM • permalinkOkay, she started off amusing, but she’s starting to disturb even me! For those who want to compare her tits to fruit, here’s the link. Apparently this girl has very few secrets, and even less shame.
So people, do you think that photo is really of her? Or is this a “Nice tits, Fuckhead!” moment?
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 01:46 AM • permalinkOne by one, I am presented with a variety of male courters holding a variety of novels. David Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas. Charles Darwin’s Origin of the Species. In Cold Blood. The Michael Palin Diaries.
For someone this pretentious, she’s remarkably ignorant. Charles Darwin’s book is “The Origin of Species”. And I’m pretty sure that it’s not a novel.
Posted by blandwagon on 2007 02 01 at 02:02 AM • permalink#33- not for all the Skylines, eccies and Kappa trackies in Canterbury. I’d rather go on a date with this character.
Neither does there appear to be a published book entitled “The Michael Palin Diaries”, although Amazon does list Michael Palin’s “Diaries” for sale.
Other Books on Ms Hardy’s Shelves
The Lion, The Witch and The Closet
The Michaelangelo Code
The Female Eunice
Withering Heights
The Portrait of Dorian GreyPosted by blandwagon on 2007 02 01 at 02:16 AM • permalinkCheck out her clothing line.
I pay my hard earned taxes to keep people like her trapped in Uni. Who let her out?
She is a little girl really, I kind of feel sorry for her. Read her stuff, its all about I’m so smart because I read chic modern fiction & falling in love with bohemian boys.
She has obviously been thrust above her merit, because of her family connections.
Born in to inner city left wing literary nobility - to child actor - to Petty Uni Lefty Arts student politics - to The Age and the ABC.
Could anyone pen a more bunkered upbringing from the realities of the life faced by the Australian working and middle class?
Her mentality is I guess, that some people do live outside Fitzroy, they probably even wear Australian flags and eat meat pies. And if it wasn’t for her and her ilk’s brave struggle on the behalf of the great unwashed, we would be heiling Hitler in 2 weeks.
Let her dwell in her imaginary world. OOOOHHH hang on, my taxes are forcibly extracted from me to pay from this idiot to be shoved down my throat on TV, on second thoughts - fire away.
#39
Dean Quixote
A Tale of Two Suburbs
Oliver Bend
The Count of Mount Christopher
Frankenstone
Robinson CruiserPosted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 02:27 AM • permalink#40 mustus—spot on! they do tend to come down with a thump, these bright young things. In their twenties it’s all gay and wonderful and yes, I’ll do the literary speed dating story at the State library. Then they hit 30 and think ‘what the fuck am I doing? I haven’t gone anywhere since I was 20!’
then panic sets in.
then they move to Byron Bay.
#37 habib—I’m sure you would do a sterling job of improving his mental health.
This is fun.
Other titles:
Man The Gray Flannel Suite
Pied and Prejuice
Julius Caesar Salad—Nora
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2007 02 01 at 02:41 AM • permalinkZen and the Art of Motorcycle Fixing
Catch 22b
Jonathon Livingston Penguin
96000km Under the Sea
The Time Mechanism
Hitchhikers’ Guide to the Milky Way
Harry Potter and the Magic StonePosted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 02:44 AM • permalinkMurder On The Orient Espresso
The Adventures of Huckleberry Hound
Hounds Of The Basketballs—Nora
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2007 02 01 at 02:48 AM • permalinkGone With The Breeze
Poor Fellow My County
The Crimson Letter
Tequila Mockingbird—Nora
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2007 02 01 at 02:51 AM • permalinkHow to Win Friends and Influence Folks
Atlas Flinched
A Tram Named Desire
The Power of Unnegative Thinking
The Odd-at-SeaPosted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 02:51 AM • permalinkFronkstine
Flill On The Moss
Jude The Somewhat-Lesser-Known
Lady Chatterley’s Over—Nora
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2007 02 01 at 02:55 AM • permalinkIf she wants to be a sexologist, she’ll need to buy a copy of the Karma Suture.
Posted by mr creosote on 2007 02 01 at 02:59 AM • permalinkThe Man who would be Ken
The Dense Rainforest Book
Papa Longlegs
Pippy LengthySocks
The Fairly Well-Known Five
The Hardy Youths
Trickie BeldenPosted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 03:02 AM • permalinkThe 007 List
Dr Maybe
Bronze Finger
Diamonds Are Eternal
Pentapussy—Nora
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2007 02 01 at 03:05 AM • permalinkHoping for Big Things, Charles Dickens
Small Chicks, Louisa May Alcott
Brideshead Re-attached, Evelyn Waugh
Anna Kournikova, Leo Tolstoy
Memoirs Of Someone Involved in a Kind of Prostitution in Japan, Arthur GoldenPosted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 02 01 at 03:13 AM • permalinkNo bookshelf is complete without a set of the Douglas Adam’s trilogy:
The Hitchhikers Guide to the Belangalo Forest
The Family Restaurant at the truckstop up the road
Life, the universe, and a fair bit of stuff
So long, and please, no anchovies next time
Mostly armlessPosted by mr creosote on 2007 02 01 at 03:20 AM • permalinkBut wait! There IS a novel called ‘Origin of the Species!’ Excerpts follow:
1.
Roughly Charles grabbed her heaving buttocks, pulling her down harshly onto the bo’s'uns mattress as at their feet the iguanas squeaked and cheeped their approval.
‘Darling.’ she said. ‘When I’m with you…I feel like I’m…evolving…’2.
Galapagos! Galapagos! Oh, how his heart longed for it! The ducks! The walruses! The bearded dragons frolicking in the sun! Never had he felt so free, so totally at one with himself and nature! Never had he felt the oppressive weight of his harsh Midlands upbringing fall from his shoulders with such intoxicating, tropical ease!
3.
‘Captain. You are wrong on sexual selection. Your theory of punctuated equilibria makes no sense. I have come to the reluctant conclusion that you are no longer a gradualist. I am therefore taking over this ship.’
Through the Mirror
The Royal-Chick and the Goblin
Ten Little African-Americans
The Mirror Broke’d
Vale of the DollsPosted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 03:33 AM • permalinkTalking of instructions, seems Mark Latham would have done well to study the fine print on his shampoo bottle.
Wu Cheng-En’s epic Journey to the West in the new library speed-dater format:
“All That Way and 81 Catastrophes, and All We Got Was Three Lousy Baskets of Scrolls?”
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 03:52 AM • permalinkNZ is pretty good at continuing to elect a PM who treats going to the Rugby like it’s a bloody race.
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 03:57 AM • permalinkWell spotted Tim, an important story about The Age pretending to adhere to exalted standards while increasingly publishing from the sewer (non-Werribee).
While the Comrade Honeytrap Hardy and her soon to be named and shamed editor might not be a member of MEAA and feel constrained by the journalist’s union ethics code, they are most certainly within the jurisdiction of the Australian Press Council which has extensive powers which could range from rapping them over the knuckles to sweeping the matter under the carpet.
She appears to be in breach of their principle four:
News obtained by dishonest or unfair means, or the publication of which would involve a breach of confidence, should not be published unless there is an over-riding public interest.
Those wishing to express concern at how far The Age has sunk can express their concern by complaining to the Australian Press Council. This can be done online.
Posted by Andrew Landeryou on 2007 02 01 at 03:59 AM • permalinkThe Man Who Giggled
Ninety-three and a Half
The Hunched Shoulders of Notre Dame
The Last of the Moccasins
The Adventures of Sherlock HouseWith all due respect, Zoe, and acknowledging that she isn’t the worst I’ve read from the left (though her comments about the child with the flag were beyond the pale), the child can’t write. After reading Margo, The Ant, Pilger, Greer, this trollop, et al, I’m beginning to wonder how Tim managed to get a job in his chosen profession. He’s much too articulate and actually knows how to write a complete thought. He even knows how to be humorous without being self-consciously self-indulgent. And his blog is so far ahead of hers that it lives in another space and time.
In closing, I especially want to offer my sincere appreciation to Tim for not publishing pictures of his naughty bits.
From her original article:
There is an awkward pause.
“So what do you do?” he asks eventually, trying to surreptitiously look down my top before our five minutes is up.
I wonder if she answered the question, which was no doubt asked by several others during the night. The article gives no further information (apart from suggesting he’s a letch).
Did she lie outright? Would the other attendees of a singles function, be entitled to compensation?
#74
Seven Little Flag-Waving Fuckheads
ROFL
Blinky William
Sugglevessle and Cuddlepastry
Dot and the Macropod
The Magic Dessert
The Fatal Beach
On the Shore
A Town Like Milton
Robbery Under HandsPosted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 04:31 AM • permalink#79
But were they really hers?
And more importantly, lemon or grapefruit?
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 04:38 AM • permalink#79
And apparently they’re all yours, if you buy her a drink, a meal, or have a hot mix on your CD player.
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 04:41 AM • permalink#81
Somehow, I associate her with something sour…
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 04:42 AM • permalinkSince she’s also a TV critic:
Last Man Erect
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 05:23 AM • permalink#79
in all due fairness, the boobies weren’t half bad.
Perhaps David Hicks would like her. I hear he likes tits.
Cloudroad
Mammal Farm
Homage to Andalusia
The Two Dudes of VeronaPosted by benson swears a lot on 2007 02 01 at 05:29 AM • permalinkhope im not too late too join in the fun- more Marieked classics
Summer and Fall of the Roman Empire
Heart of Dimness
Revels with my Aunt
Oedipal RacksPosted by eeniemeenie on 2007 02 01 at 05:31 AM • permalinkcouldn’t resist:
The Deity of Diminutive Miscellanies
One Day in the Life of Denis Ivanovich
The New Mexico KidPosted by benson swears a lot on 2007 02 01 at 05:36 AM • permalink#32. She doesn’t look quite so rootable in that pic, but still gets a thumbs up.
Posted by Steve at the pub on 2007 02 01 at 05:36 AM • permalinkWasn’t there some american reporterette who went “undercover” to a dating service, went on dates, then came home and flayed in print the poor bastards who’d gone out with her?
Yep. The story that came out of that is Searching for Mr. Right, and the report from one of her victims is here.
Posted by Rob Crawford on 2007 02 01 at 06:46 AM • permalink#23 a couple of months ago I got my hair bobbed - noting to a friend that I delighted in feeling my hair bob about, he immediately named my ‘do’ Bob Ellis.
Say, apparently Marieke Hardy wants to be like Bob Ellis, how do you feel about that?
Who’d have thought perky prose would give way to sonorous monotony?Toodles!
Posted by carpefraise on 2007 02 01 at 07:00 AM • permalink“...The Story of O ...”
Published elsewhere as “Date and Debauch For Your Blood-Type.”
Posted by carpefraise on 2007 02 01 at 07:12 AM • permalink#35 One by one, I am presented with a variety of male courters holding a variety of novels. David Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas. Charles Darwin’s Origin of the Species. In Cold Blood. The Michael Palin Diaries.
For someone this pretentious, she’s remarkably ignorant. Charles Darwin’s book is “The Origin of Species”. And I’m pretty sure that it’s not a novel.
Blandwagon, The Origin of Species was not a novel, you’re right. Darwin’s Origin of the Species, however, was a poorly-written novella self-published by Darwin’s dad but nobly (if inefficiently) marketed by Darwin. Some torn first editions were found in a mangrove swamp near a suspiciously sanitary-looking seating arrangement…
Apparently since it sold at least ten copies, it was enough to classify Darwin’s Dad as a “best-selling author”.Posted by carpefraise on 2007 02 01 at 07:33 AM • permalink#101
a couple of months ago I got my hair bobbed - noting to a friend that I delighted in feeling my hair bob about, he immediately named my ‘do’ Bob Ellis.
I was wondering when that old bastard would haunt this thread again. (Bob Ellis, that is, not your friend!)
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 01 at 07:37 AM • permalink#63 Dammit I didn’t read your entry before I posted mine!
Must have had a different typesetter…Posted by carpefraise on 2007 02 01 at 07:39 AM • permalinkThe Bobbitt - the story of a legendary hunt for a lost penis.
The Blair Bitch Project - this thread.Posted by flying pigs over mecca on 2007 02 01 at 07:55 AM • permalink#26 Zoe: I have to differ from you to some extent on Marieke, but you couldn’t be more correct in your assessment of the execrable William Arkin. For those who feel the need for a little journalistic ipecac, check out this item at Jules Crittenden’s blog.
My main objections to Marieke are the sheer crassness of her style and the “look-at-me” exhibitionism (and the plain bad writing).
Beige Mischief
Great Expectorations
Sons & Others
The Golden Bowel
A Picture of the Artist as a Young Fellow
An Impotent Abroad
Roughed it
All the King’s Friends
Tess of the D’Ueberalles
The Mayor of Castoroil
Death Comes for the Episcopal Prelate
And short stories:
Bartle & James the Scriveners
Ball of Fun
Gift of the MagiciansP.S RCF post #9 :)
High Expectations
Tale of Two Suburbs
Prometheus Tied Up
In Praise of Being Foolish
Paradise MisplacedPosted by sarah rolph on 2007 02 01 at 12:21 PM • permalinkAs best as I can parse that Arkin rant, he seems to labour under the belief that the US military isn’t actually a regular army that engages in recruiting, but rather some kind of shadowy para-military organization composed of people who said, “you know what, let’s get ourselves some guns and be the official military representation of the United States of America”, and now Arkin is dismayed that public opinion requires him to support this self-appointed group whose existence he had nothing to do with.
No, it doesn’t make any sense, but that’s par for the course for leftoid anti-military scribblings.
Maybe they don’t teach concepts such as “country”, “nationhood”, and “representative government” in journalism school anymore.
mojo:
Oh, don’t worry: he recanted the mercenaries claim… only to dig deeper.
Posted by Patrick Chester on 2007 02 01 at 04:56 PM • permalinkThe curious thing about Ms Fits’s recent post is that she now now claims it was an ‘emotional precis’, and not a verbatim transcript of events.
But why on earth would you write an emotional precis for your readers that presents you as graceless, rude, and less intelligent than said bogan draped in an Aussie flag? It’s bizarre.
Anyway, I can’t say I like Fitsy’s blog or read it much, but Zoe could have a point. That comments thread on the previous day was derailed by idiotic, humourless anonymous commenters. I mean, why would you click on a link criticising Fitsy for her intolerance and rudeness, and then go over and leaving comments like:
Anonymous said:
ahh… the smell of rotting c*nt.
that you marieke?Bloody disgusting. There were others, though this particular anonymous was the worst.
Nice one, #63. If you ever need help writing the script for Carry On Up The Beagle, let me know :)
Posted by blandwagon on 2007 02 01 at 08:31 PM • permalink$122- saw that comment and a number of other gratuitously moronic similar sprays, but I have a sneaking suspicion that the author of said dross is either Fitsy herself or some of her muckers, in order to prove her point about the stupidity and crassness of conservatives and to obtain victim/martyr status. It’s not as if it’s the first time one of these mouth-breathers invented a campaign of hate/invextive when they’ve been sprung being a fuckwit, what better defence than to deflect opprobrium onto your percieved enemies? It seems to me that the only one using that level of discourse up to then was the Fitzroy Fishwife ‘erself. (And what’s the local terminology for a Mockney? I reckon ‘er an’ Lily Allen would get on like an ‘ouse on fire, wot wif being a couple of
middle class poseursrightous council estate slappers wot made good wif no ‘elp from their absent farvers an’all. I’m rather taken with “Pogan”, a blend of pretend and bogan).A pisstake on our RWDB outrage has created: HardyWatch
It’s actually quite amusing. But of course, it only half mentions the bits and pieces that caught our collective (can I say that??) eye.
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 02 at 04:05 AM • permalinkAnd now on her Friday Q&A someone raises a question about Blairite attacks and suggests quite reasonably that it should be an each to his own situation. But Ms FIts can’t allow that one to get away. Apparently we won’t be happy until she’s dead.
Posted by AlburyShifton on 2007 02 02 at 04:26 AM • permalink# 122;
“Anonymous said:
ahh… the smell of rotting c*nt.
that you marieke?
Bloody disgusting. There were others, though this particular anonymous was the worst. “
I have no doubt that many of the comments from our side of the fence have been rash and ill thought. However, remember it is ‘Anonymous’ and should be viewed with a healthy dose of scepticism.Let me tell you a story (music starts);
When I was in Uni at the in Queensland in the mid - late nineties, I became quite good friends with a bloke. He was from one of the poorest areas of the outer suburbs of Brisbane.
He worked almost full time in a Hardware shop to pay to put himself through Uni. He worked his arse off and paid his HECS fees upfront every semester to get a discount, entirely from his part-time wages (also he paid for an engagement ring for his girlfriend - I was amazed, trust me, I was half the man he was). He was a suburb human being; let’s put it this way, my greatest regret in Uni was not that I should have studied harder, but that I eventually lost contact with him.
Let’s move on,
At the time we hard a hard left wing Student Union, voted in by the non-voting and apathy of the average student. They were essentially a roll call of kids who were driven to private school (not just normal private school, but expensive and exclusive private schools) in there mum’s Mercedes, only two or three years previously.
The student rag (monthly magazine) had just released its latest edition, and one article in particular, was full of some of the most ill considered, off the wall and vindictive nonsense about Australia.
He was deeply offended by the article. So he wrote a letter of complaint to the ‘editor’. He showed me a draft of the letter and asked ‘what do you think?’. It was well written and well mannered.
I said, ‘look mate don’t bother, these people are a nasty bunch of pricks, don’t bother’. He sent it in, anyway.
In the next issue, they had published his complaint. To his horror, the ‘editor’ had just published three lines out of context and purposely made gross spelling mistakes and glaring grammatical errors – in essence to make him look like a moronic ‘hick’. He was incensed. Again he asked me what he should do and I said again, ‘look mate don’t bother, these people are a nasty bunch of pricks, don’t bother’.
So he marched up to the Student Union and demanded to speak to the ‘editor’. He was called a ‘Tory prick’ and told to fuck off. He did not even know what a ‘Tory’ was.
Anyway the in the next issue, they published a story about some ‘Tory’ prick being angry and confronting the staff. Again, he was mage out to look like an angry moronic ‘hick’.
What I am trying to say is this, I would not be in the least bit surprised that was actually written by one of Ms Fits’s fellow travellers or indeed by possibly herself.
Think about, it discredits the ‘Blairites’; it also allows them the ability to sideline the main issue and gives them a small dose of moral superiority.
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Well done, Tim!
This might get interesting…