So, yeah, it turns out that Nicholas Hellen, ‘acting’ news editor of the Sunday Times is a total wanker in the way he goes about his job.
I mean, seriously, click on the link and read the email. If you close your eyes you can see him sitting at his desk, masturbating furiously, imagining he’s Carl Bernstein phoning John Mitchell.
“Sir, this is Carl Bernstein of the Washington Post, and I’m sorry to bother you but we’re running a story in tomorrow’s paper that we thought you should have a chance to comment on… and…. um… we’d like a picture of you in a cocktail dress.”
I mean, seriously. How. Journalism. Works.
Grotesque.
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Paul Carr
January 8th, 2007 at 10:16 pm
Well, quite so. Or just stab him in the leg and let him bleed out.
Either-or.
Gregory Peck
January 9th, 2007 at 1:28 pm
Ok…your solution is better and much quicker. Interesting that this little incident hasn’t appeared in any of the diary columns (as far as I know)
Jessica
January 10th, 2007 at 2:59 pm
I feel so sorry for that girl. She’s been hounded by The Sunday Times, who, quite frankly, I had thought were above that sort of mcuck-raking. And all because she had the gall to write about [shock] sex…Why did anyone need to know her real name anyway?
Grr.
I’m on for the stabbing in the leg option.
faith
January 13th, 2007 at 10:06 pm
Well, quite so. Or just stab him in the leg and let him bleed out.
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Gregory Peck
January 8th, 2007 at 12:34 pm
It’s stretching the definition of public interest to its very limits. Perhaps someone should publish his parents profession, an unflattering picture of him and a series of half truths about his personal conduct.