Possession Is Nine-Tenths of the McCaw
It seems Mineards for years wrote for the British tabloid The Daily Express, which bills itself "The World's Greatest Newspaper," so Mineards should feel right at home at the News-Press, which has an equally inflated and mistaken opinion of itself. Indeed, looking at the Wikipedia page about The Daily Express one comes across numerous ways Mineards should sense some deja vu while working for Wendy. The Express "has a reputation for consistently printing conspiracy theories" and "the paper has made such sweeping generalisations about numerous other targets."
Actually, maybe we can work out some special overseas exchange deal and keep Mineards and ship them Travis Armstrong--seems he'd fit in perfectly.
Of course Richard Desmond, owner of the Express, couldn't be less like McCaw--he had made his money owning numerous magazine titles, many salacious (such as Big Ones and Asian Babes). Yep, he made his dough off people fucking while McCaw makes do fucking people over. It's enough to make one an Anglophile.
Labels: Dirty Des, McCaw, Mineards, news-press
4 Comments:
McCaw "makes do" or should that be "makes dough"? Either way seems to fit well enough, I guess.
The whole thing is such a pity, really, a frightful pity. (That's a lot more fun to say when affecting a strong English accent.)
What could be more natural given that Wendy's "fiance" (wink wink) is a fake baron?
Look for a regular helping of parasitic fluff on dime-store royalty, like Lord and Lady Ridley-Tree.
Jesus freaking christ on a shingle.
Royal Family gossip???
Ugh. I have never understood how any American could give a shit about that nonsense.
I don't see how Brits could care, but Americans?!
I like your style, George; you always make me laugh. It seems fitting that McCaw would hire someone who reveres a monarch: "Maybe THIS one will know his place!"
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