I lead a sheltered life. I had not come across this Jan Moir person until today. Apparently, she is what passes for a journalist on the Daily Mail. Here’s what she wrote today about the death of Stephen Gately. Her writing seems rather like the sort of thing one sees when one turns over a stone to expose the insect life scurrying through what was, moments before, fetid darkness. I think Charlie Brooker sums up her piece rather well:
It’s like gazing through a horrid little window into an awesome universe of pure blockheaded spite. Spiralling galaxies of ignorance roll majestically against a backdrop of what looks like dark prejudice, dotted hither and thither with winking stars of snide innuendo.
But then again, isn’t that the Daily Mail all over?
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