The public humbling of Murdochs senior and junior, Brooks, Coulson, Stephenson, Yates and the rest has made for a satisfying couple of weeks. I’ve devoured every bulletin, every inch of news print and enjoyed every shiver of schadenfreude. Yet the abiding feeling at the end of all the fun is one of hangover, a nagging sense […]
I haven’t had this much fun since Maggie Thatcher cried when she left No10 Downing Street for the last time. The news is usually a litany of despair, more pain for the poor, fatter wage packets for the obscenely wealthy, famine, disease and war. Of course the horsemen of the apocalypse are still with us, […]