Today's 'Daily Mail' features one of their 'We are jealous' stories aimed at middle class desperation to be rich! The majority of their readers hanker after Mammon and see the world as those people who work for their money and fail to receive a just reward (Themselves) and lazy selfish scroungers who get money for nothing! (Those on benefit, overpaid footballers, actors, singers, and members of parliament who fiddle expenses). Underneath their middle class appearance lies black hearts full of greed and jealous avarice. Now we all want to buy a Rolls Royce, even if like Mr Wright-Phillips we need several cushions under us before we can see over the wheel, and we all wish to avoid hard work and seek something remunerative and pleasant instead. However the 'Daily Mail' reader will never be satisfied. The paper is full of 'celebrities' and their doings, their 'ups' and their 'downs,' although in truth the reader prefers the 'downs,' rather than the 'ups.'
Today's whine features a rich footballer and his flash car. Claiming, without evidence, that he earns £60,000 a week, although it is possibly close (and they as always deliberately forget the 50% tax he pays) they inform us of all the big cars he has possessed. This includes the photograph of the one featured, the latest Rolls. It has been noted that they have blocked the numberplate as always, yet I must ask how many such Rolls Royce s drive around Manchester? Details of the story are as usual incorrect, Volkswagen do not make Rolls Royce, it is owned by BMW, but we are used to incompetence with the 'Daily Mail' reporters aren't we?. Now we know footballers are overpaid, Murdoch and his 'SKY' football coverage have seen to that! Yet there will be no condemnation of Murdoch, not while he has a connection with this very paper! Footballers like many others do get overpaid, singers, actors, and bankers come to mind here, but are they happy I ask? Just as many rich folk call the Samaritans as poor people. There are just as many 'Up and outs' as there are 'Down and outs.' Money does not make for happiness and the 'Mail' reader hopefully will discover this one day. It is better to be comfortable while depressed of course, but happiness comes to both poor and rich. Until then this paper (note I avoided the word 'newspaper') will continue to be read as people fantasize of wealth and happiness beyond they reach. The question is who is the poorer? The reader in their suburban dwelling living life through 'celebs,' or the illiterate hack writing demeaning articles about the rich and famous?
This man, Ed Millibrand, is the new leader of the Labour Party, and I am surprised! I thought he was called Dave! For 24 hours I have seen him in my minds eye as the loser, but it is the one I thought won who has lost! Elected by the Unions, but with an open mind. Aye, right! The futures bright, but not in UK politics!
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8 comments:
We are a celebrity-obsessed culture and pay big money to be entertained (hence our feelings of entitlement)and pay little money to our educators (hence the proliferation of hack writers).
But I confess I buy the occasional lotto ticket...
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Yeah, for 60,000 pounds sterling a week, I would run around for 90 minutes looking really stupid in short pants. In fact, I would do it for even 10,000, but not any lower!
I am deeply antagonistic towards the celeb footballers thus portrayed.
I find it disgusting that they earn in a week three times or more the wage of a manual worker.
I am further disgusted at the antics of many of them, I'm tired of hearing of drunken nightclub brawls, rape accusations after they've plied girls with loads of booze, a glimpse of riches.... some of them think they're so important that nobody is allowed to say no to them.
They may indeed be very good at kicking a modern facsimile of an inflated pig's bladder up and down a field for ninety minutes on a weekend.
And so they think they're gods.
Not to me. To me they're a load of overpaid oafs, spitting and cursing, and showing the behavioural sophistication of shitty-arsed toddlers.
p.s. My vitriol extends to bankers and politicians too, thieving bastards the lot of them. And city traders, mineral speculators, reality show contestants hosts... indeed anybody involved in reality shows including the pithed frog audience.
if any tabloid editors are reading this, I'd be happy to give my offensive opinions in a weekly column, if you pay enough... oh. I forgot to rant about Jonathan Woss, and his exceedingly untalented pal Russel booky-wook Brand....
RDG, remember me with that lotto ticket!
Fishy, I don't ever want to see you run around in shorts!
Soub, You are not alone in those feelings!
Good wee post there.
Ta Rab.
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