I am proud that we Brits lead the world in press idiocy.
My most common daily gripe is about the Daily Mail and its bitter, twisted, bile-laden readership. It doesn't make me fun to be around, but should qualify me for some sort of Hero status come the revolution.
"Kate Copstick, owner of The Erotic Review and author of Sex In The Recession, said relationships are suffering across the country." Kate Cocktips, surely?
"And the British love it."
Says who? Anne Applebaum is full of shit.
No, those are the equivalent of New Jersey.
Probably a knife-edge decision, though.
I'm with Azhar from London: "who say, don't branded ten spoil egg is bad but you still have hundred good egg".
52 Mail readers unaccountably disapproved of this comment, but what do they know?
So you don't just read the Mail Online, then?
And stand up to wardrobe misdemeanours and operatic sex, presumably. Can't rely on the government to do anything for us these days.
'I don't really have a funny name for Russia to go with this because somehow this seems sadder than English people stabbing each other constantly, though it's probably not.'
Lightweight. We have this on Knifecrime Island too. We call it drinking the pond. How we laugh!