Monday, 11 July 2011

Their fucking reply

Please see the below response from Charles Garside, Assistant Editor:

Dear Kevin,

Many thanks for your note.

We always welcome feedback – whether positive or negative – and we value your opinion.

The Mail has an unrivalled stable of excellent columnists who provoke, entertain, infuriate and delight our readers and we hope you will continue to enjoy the paper.

For the record, however, the Mail’s stance on Hillsborough can be summed up by our comment column on the following Monday, April 17, 1989
“Why were the police so slow to respond to the full horror of what was happening? Because their first instinct was to prevent the game being disrupted by those they miscast as troublemakers….
….So many dead and so many of them young. Our hearts go out to the bereaved families of Merseyside.”

As a onetime Chairman of the Liverpool Press Club, I can tell you they still do.

Yours sincerely

Charles A Garside
Assistant Editor

Thursday, 30 June 2011

The Daily Fucking Mail

To whom it may concern,
I am writing this to express my dismay at your apparently lax hiring policies.  I'm sure that you, as a National Newspaper, have full awareness of the events of 15 April 1989, however myself, and many others like me, express utter dismay at your decision to cast further disparagement upon the victims of the Hillsborough Disaster.  Your decision to give the previous editor of a well-known, and deservedly despised "Red-Top" tabloid an opportunity to further his career, and provide a mouthpiece to his own, at best ill-conceived, and at worst, thoroughly caustic brand of self-aggrandisement, is surely a low-point in your newspapers history.

Should your awareness be lacking in this matter, on 19 April 1989, his decision as Editor, led to the frontpage publishing of a story titled "The Truth", within which described spurious and inflammatory comments regarding the victims of this tragedy.  A copy of this is below.


To this day, The Bereaved, as well as those accused by the pseudo-reporting within this article, have yet to hear a whisper of an apology from this man, or his previous employer.  His opinion of this, in his own words remain,"All I did wrong was tell the truth ... I was not sorry then and I'm not sorry now." .  

I implore of you, as do many of the others whose lives were changed on that day, to please reconsider your decision regarding this man's employment with you.

In good faith

Kevin Craig

Friday, 13 August 2010

Adverts really are a load of auld wank

Adverts really are a load of auld wank. Cillit bang just hasn't been the same since Barry Scott stopped shouting! Why, just why do elephants now climb trees, and why do charlie's angels apply their mascara to the tune of "Magnum PI"?

This, it must be said is fucked up. Not good. Can people really be so easily led so as to believe that Slimfast can get some bird into a pink bridesmaid dress in a month? Fuck off you bint!

And why does the woman have her 80yr old mother visit daily to use her "circulation booster? Tell you what you selfish bitch, bring the fucking thing to her house, and while your there, make her a fucking cuppa you lazy shite, she wiped your arse!

Wankers! If they'd any sense they'd follow the Bill Hicks concept of advertising. Camera moves to a beautiful girl. Pans down to her breasts. Pans further to her groin at which it emblasions ....... "Drink Coke"

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Sunday, 8 August 2010

What hums my balls today

Right, this really pisses me off.  Those 'self-service' checkouts they have now in supermarkets.  They're fucking ridiculous! For God's sake, you stand in a queue behind these brainless drones because "you've got more than 10 items Sir" to try and balance your stuff on a bloody 1ft square plate, and when things inevitably fall off (which they always do), you end up having to call those useless dullards who "are there to help you", all while they look at you like you've got two heads! Fuckers!

Then, if your £20 isn't fresh from the bloody ATM, the machine keeps spitting it out! Gorstrikealight!

And then! And then! you see the mile long queue at the cigarette kiosk!  Fackinell!!!!

Worst of all are those "express" shops cropping up, Tesco and the like.  You try getting a pint of milk and 20 Regal from them at 8am, with no-one standing at the counter, cos they're all supervising the "self-fucking-service" queue!

Why do more people not just kick the shit out of these things?