Mate, you've practically defended the Daily Wail - in public. Crack cocaine is not a good lifestyle choice for you.
Yawn ... I may hate the Daily Mail but I would defend to the death its right to exist. You should too.
No way. Enjoying myself too much. Ex-wife even have me a lift back to my place after I met the kids (22 and 18) for dinner, so this is a perfect end to a good evening.
I defend its right to call itself a Work of Fiction. Then I will support its right to disappear up its own rectu *cough* its right to exist You're yawning. More amphetamines required.
I thought it was a true story as I said and ticked agree, changed it to a funny when I realised it was a joke, call me shallow
Really? That's lazy comment and so wide of the mark. Most of the Mail's news content originates from the Press Association. I know because I worked for PA for five years. Very little fiction in its news content. Celebrity gossip though? Who cares. Most people who comment on newspapers have absofuckinglutely no idea what they are talking about as their knowledge of them is as limited as my knowledge of calculus. Difference is: I know my limitations and so never comment on calculus. Sadly others' narcissism leads then to believe they have more knowledge of specialist subjects than it's reasonable to expect them to have. The end.
In this particular post I read the words: Really.....The end. I thought I had read it all but can't remember anything in-between so I think I may have missed the main message of the post.
Nothing you've suggested here explains in anyway the dichotomy between what happens in the real world and the soap opera plot that runs twenty-four/seven within the fantasy land of The Daily Fail's editorial policy. Facts which are misrepresented and twisted out of any useful shape in terms of reporting actual events are effectively useless and fiction in all but name. It's a disgraceful, rabble-rousing, agenda-pushing obscenity of a publication. Fascinating though, to read someone defending it. Unexpected and breath-taking, really. How's your evening going?
