ANGRY MOB

The Daily Mail are covering the 'news' that the barmy EU are renaming and downgrading the 'British Channel' and GUESS WHO'S PAYING:

Of course, the whole story is absolute bullshit and pretty silly, even by Daily Mail standards. For starters it seems to assume that every country in Europe currently refers to the stretch of water as the 'British Channel', which they don't. However, that aside, what is really pathetic is the Mail seriously suggesting that the story has any merit. This 'map' has existed in some form since 2006 and at that point the Telegraph published the following:

Not surprisingly the article has already attracted over 528 comments from the utterly stupid people that take this kind of Euro-sceptic nonsense seriously. I wonder if the accompanying picture of a Spitfire flying past the White Cliffs is Polish again...

Barely a day seems to pass without the Daily Mail launching a pathetic attack on the BBC. Each time it is a tale of 'fury' and 'outrage' as the BBC caters for a diverse audience of over 60 million people. Today it was the rugby and sport that caused 'fury': 'Fury at BBC's 13-hour Saturday sportathon: Bar the Lottery and the news, nothing on except rugby and football'. So, a good weekend for people who like rugby, and I'm not sure if it has passed the Daily Mail by, but a lot of people like watching Six Nations rugby.

But, of course, there are people in this world who just like to bitch and moan about every little thing because their lives are so meaningless. They buy the Daily Mail every day so they can be freshly outraged over PC councils, wheelie bins and 'yuman rites' and worse, they inhabit inane Internet forums where they piss and moan about what is or isn't on TV:

A day in which some sport is shown causes these utter morons to call for the resignation of the director-general, get a fucking grip. If you don't like what's on the BBC, turn over the channel, or better still, switch off the TV and to to engage in a more worthwhile activity. Don't complain that Casualty (a weekly show that has been on for as long as I can remember, and one that has spawned the weekly hour-long sister show 'Holby City') has been given a rest for a week. You get Casualty all year round, twice a week if you count Holby City, the Six Nations rugby happens just once a year you miserable arseholes.

The Daily Mail and these whinging fucking simpletons need to just grow up and accept that the BBC caters for a wide audience. Surprisingly there are a lot of licence fee payers who got rather bored of casualty years ago, given the standard plot which seems to go:

Forgive me if I don't watch Casualty or find it interesting, but you know what, I won't demand that it is taken off-air just because I don't like it. That would make me a self-absorbed bell-end with nothing better to do than try to share my own sense of misery with others.

If you were one of the people throwing your toys out of the pram on the message boards over the BBC on Saturday I'd advise you to try and grow up. Perhaps start by taking a long hard look in the mirror and ask yourself - seriously - if you really have nothing else good in your life apart from a TV soap. As for the Daily Mail, really, is this the best attack you can level at the BBC?

If you've read anything by Richard Littlejohn you've probably asked yourself: 'Can writing get any worse than this?'. It can, much worse. Imagine, for example, that Richard Littlejohn had managed to get a woman into bed and actually have sexual relations with that woman - I know, it is a foul image but bear with me. Imagine if that woman then gave birth to a child who grew up and started to write for the Daily Mail. Scary, and, as it turns out: true.

Tabloid Watch has already covered one of Georgina Littlejohn's utterly pointless traffic generating stories, but shamefully I have missed this absolute gem posted on the Mail website on the 4th January: 'Gerard Butler packs some paunch on his Barbados holiday as his Spartan muscles become a distant memory'.

Essentially it is just your typical Daily Mail story: person gets slightly bigger than they were, ugh, how disgusting they must get down the gym:

However, it is much worse than that, for although the article makes no mention of this, it is clearly stated underneath a picture that: 'Gone to pot belly: Long gone is the taut - admittedly computer enhanced six-pack - instead the actor's once fit physique has softened considerably' (emphasis is mine).

So, Georgina Littlejohn has made an entire article out of someone appearing less toned than they did when they were digitally enhanced in a Hollywood film. And you really thought Richard Littlejohn could drag out bullshit for a paycheque like a true pro.