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No More – or Rather Less Mr Nice Guy.
Gary Lineker takes Rupert’s Shilling to join the Queen of Shag-Rags
For a man perceived as being unusually wholesome in the tawdry milieu of professional football and possessing limitless goodwill towards his fellow men, it’s more than disappointing to learn that, to compound his already questionable championing (for a big sack of loot) the thoroughly unwholesome foodstuff that is Walkers Crisps, he has now agreed to “write” for the News of the World, the nation’s most insidious Sunday rag and a publication that attacks privacy, promotes voyeurism with tacky sex and drug stories, that lies, breaks the law and is devoid of any visible standards of journalistic integrity.
And if you don’t like what Gary “writes”, blame the ghost. It emerged in a libel suit against him in 2005 that his column in the Telegraph hadn’t been written by him; he’d simply chatted to a hack on the phone and his by-line had gone at the top. Is that how Charlie Brooks (Mr Rebekah Wade) does it?
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NO BABBLING BROOKS for the CMS COMMITTEE
I’ve learned that News International CEO Rebekah Brooks will not now be appearing in front of the House of Commons Culture Media Sport Committee to answer direct questions about the News of the World’s widely reported criminal phone hacking activities.
This is bad news, particularly when the committee has shown commendable determination in trying to extract the truth from the paper about who in that organisation – management and hacks – knew what had happened, who sanctioned it and whether or not, as many suspect, it was endemic.
Some cynics may see a connection between the facts that committee chairman, John Whittingdale is a Conservative, and his party’s Central Office, through the Machiavellian activities of their chief press officer and former Screws editor, Andy Coulson, have come to an understanding with News International, by which the Sun newspaper has switched allegiance from Brown to Cameron (for all the help that will be), in return for who knows what?
This may lead the cynics to think there has been encouragement not to put pressure on Brooks to come and see the committee.
I don’t think so, but the committee really has the Screws on the run and it would be a disatrous waste of their efforts, having got this far, they gave up now. We most of us understand that a stage may be reached in circumstances like this when it is so troublesome and difficult to extract the truth, that crimes go uninvestigated and unpunished – like those of the perpetrators of the massive Lloyds scam 30 years ago, or the activities of some bankers just two years ago. But to let a major British media group get away with blatantly breaking the law would be unforgivable. Sadly, and for myserious reasons, the Met are very reluctant to pursue further investigations.
Brooks, the “Testarossa” (like the motor, highly tuned and temperamental) – is the ultimate UK boss of the Times, the Sunday Times, the News of the Screws and the Sun, and she’s a busy woman.
Perhaps she won’t come, not because they haven’t asked her quite firmly enough, but because she’s too frightened of what she might say. Even her slipperiest, hardest-nosed, most rhino-skinned Screws execs tripped themselves up as they ducked and dived their way around the truth in the face of some serious probing from committee members Adam Price and Paul Farrelly.
Or perhaps the committee think she’ll do as her underlings have done, and block every question with a ‘don’t know’ or a ‘can’t remember’.
They could be right, and another session could be a waste of time. Certainly the written answers she’s already submitted are evasive and fail entirely to satisfy the questions put to her. (see yesterday’s blog)
It’s clear that crimes were being knowingly committed and it is out of the question that the two jailed scapegoats, Clive Goodman and Glen Mulcaire, were the only people who knew what was going on. John Whittingdale and his committee must continue to pursue her relentlessly until they have genuine, satisfactory answers and the names of the culprits.
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OUT OF WHOSE ARSE WILL THE SUN SHINE NEXT?
Hackwatchers are busy guessing whose bum will replace Rebekah (Wade) Brooks’ in the editor’s chair at Britain’s leading daily Shag-Rag, the Sun when she slithers a few feet further up the greasy pole that is News International.
Most think deputy Dominic Mohan, but the Murdochs (Rumplechops and Young James) haven’t said. An announcement is due next month when the Testarossa goes upstairs, and there is speculation that Mohan will soon be asked to join his (elder) boss in Miami, to paddle on Palm Beach and be told the great news (as Piers Morgan has said he was).
Luckily for Mohan – former editor of the paper’s pathetic Bizarre showbiz page – journalistic quality matters very little at the Sun these days, as long as you have a hot line to the inmates of the Big Brother house, which seems so far to have provided Mohan’s journalistic vertex, and a lot of inaccurate and trivial twaddle for which anyone with even a small brain wouldn’t give a poodle’s pillock.
He’s hot favourite according to Paddy Power, who offer him at odds on 4/11.
Fifth in the betting, below Victoria Newton (Head of Features), Chris Pharo (Head of News) and Richard Wallace (Editor of the Daily Mirror), is my favourite, ex-Screws editor, Andy Coulson. After his laughably unconvincing display of innocence in front of the Culture Media Sport select committee last month, in the wake of further revelations about the Screws’ phone-hacking, it’s unlikely that even the loyal David Cameron will feel it necessary to retain his services. Now that he’s been seen by millions on TV, dissembling so vigorously and obviously, his credibility is surely too tainted for a serious contender for government to keep him on.
So, Andy will need a job; Rupert likes him – he took the rap by resigning for something about which he says he knew nothing (bit odd?) – and, as his performance in front of the committee showed, he’s quick on his feet and Teflon coated (so far). And he’s always got on well with the Titian Tigress, who would become his immediate boss.
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The Screws and the Met: A Special Relationship?
Like most reasonable folk that live in Britain, I admire and am grateful for the commitment and self-sacrifice made by those tens of thousands of genuinely public-spirited policemen who do what they can to maintain the rule of law in this country.
It’s right that exceptional acts of personal bravery shown by individual police officers in the exercise of their job should be recognised and honoured, as indeed they are at the annual Police Bravery Awards ceremony. But for some of the recipients of these awards it must be disappointing that this event should be deeply tainted by a commercial sponsor, particularly one so deficient in integrity and moral purpose as the Sun newspaper.
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The Wapping Testarossa roars up the greasy pole
SCREWS INTERNATIONAL have just announced that the Wapping Testarossa, Rebekah Wade will become Chief Executive of the Murdochs’ British newspaper operation in two months’ time. This expected upward move will put her in overall control of the Screws, the Sun, the Sunday Times, the Times, and freesheet, the London Paper. It is claimed that these titles (bar the freesheet) represent 40% of the UK market in National newspaper sales.
It is truly amazing to me that as a former editor/deputy editor of the Screws and the Sun who has made so many crass and blatant errors of journalistic judgement, she should be rewarded with this massive job. It says a lot, of course, about Rupert Murdoch’s priorities. But it’s alarming to consider how someone of the Testarossa’s low tastes and preoccupation with trivial bollocks is going to influence the direction of the not entirely worthless Sunday Times.
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Dropping the pilot – goodbye, Andy Coulson!
I’ve predicted for months, and it’s now been confirmed by what the Independent describes as ‘senior party insiders’, that top Tory spinner, Andy Coulson will not be going to Downing Street if/when David Cameron wins the General Election next spring.
Although there are no complaints about his performance, it was always going to be too ticklish to harbour the man who was in charge of the reporters at the News of the World who were jailed for shamelessly raiding the voicemails of the princes and their staff at Clarence House, particularly as Cameron will be going round to brief Her Majesty at Buckingham Palace each week.
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The Testarossa and her place in the Sun
In what looks like a pretty odd pairing, old-Etonian, ex-racehorse trainer, lothario and aspiring scribbler Charlie Brooks has stepped into the shoes of alleged tough-guy actor Ross Kemp to become the second Mr Rebekah Wade. I hope for his sake he’s got himself a head protector; Ms Wade once laid into Kemp so vigorously that he had to call the police, who came and took her away and banged her up for the rest of the morning, while she missed a meeting with her boss, Rumple-Chops Murdoch.
The old boy forgave her though, and she is strongly tipped to move up to the top shelf at News International UK, although she has promised him she will stay on as editor of leading Shag-Rag, the Sun until after the general election. Maybe, if the Boy Dave gets in, he will, as I have previously predicted, feel he must ditch his tainted chief spinner, Andy Coulson, who will then be free to come back to Wapping and take over Rebekah’s chair. But will he be able to give up some of the nasty habits he learned from Stuart Kuttner while editing the News of the Screws?
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If Cameron's to avoid the hardest word…
It’s not surprising, I suppose, that the furore over Damian McBride’s emailed smear plans, sent from No10 should evoke a hard-hitting response from Charlie Whelan, Gordon Brown’s own spinner during the ’90s. Seeking an Achilles Heel among the Tory image makers, Whelan homed in on the unwholesome presence at Central Office of their current spinner-in-chief and media wizard, a man very accustomed to propagating nasty stories about well-known persons, Murdoch golden boy and former editor of the News of the Screws, Andy Coulson, who, Whelan reminded Patrick Wintour in the Guardian, had been forced to resign after denying all knowledge of a Screws Private Investigator tapping into Clarence House mobile voicemails. I imagine David Cameron is thinking hard about retaining the services of a man who might find the temptation to slip back into his old habits too hard to resist, potentially causing Cameron as much embarrassment and “Sorry” saying as Brown the Frown has undergone this week. They say Rebekah Wade’s shortly to clamber a few more rungs up the News International ladder. If I were Andy, I’d get into her slipstream now, ready to replace her shapely bum on the editor’s chair at the Sun.
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The TESTAROSSA at the Point-to-Point.
There were no Ferraris at the Ludlow Hunt point-to point, held on Saturday below the massif of Titterstone Clee on a magnificent spring day, where the SUN put in an appearance in more ways than one. Shropshire (and I’m glad about this) is a long way from London and is not Ferrari country (apart from the chap who owns the excellent Golden Moments Indian restuarant). However, there was a Red-Headed visitor from the metropolis who kept us on our toes. I was first alerted to her presence by finding former racehorse trainer, erstwhile Lothario, latterly Telegraph columnist and newly arrived novelist Charlie Brooks waving the punters into the car park. Staying with local friends, he was taking the opportunity to promote his new novel among the large gathering of horse folk.
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Ginger versus orange
Last week, at the London College of Communications, Sun editor, Rebekah Wade delivered the annual Hugh Cuddlip lecture to students of journalism.
In the old days, one of the first things they taught young hacks on the Chuffing Sodbury Argus was to make sure they always spelled the punters’ names right. Not, it seems, any more at the London College of Communications, the country’s premier hack school, who announced their up-coming lecturer as “Rebecca” Wade. I wonder if she was cross. You don’t go round spelling your name “Rebekah” unless you really care.
That, however, is not the point. More interesting perhaps are the criteria by which speakers are chosen to deliver this important lecture (past deliverers: Alastair Campbell, Paul Dacre, Andrew Marr and Michael Grade.) What, you might ask, could the editor of one of the most dishonest, self-serving and prurient of British tabloids have to tell any aspiring journalist that might enhance their future career, other than the clear knowledge that, if all else fails, you can always sell your soul?
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