“There is an inescapable conclusion that we must reach if we are to have a better society. The only reliable, durable and perpetual guarantor of independence is profit.” — from James Murdoch’s McTaggart Lecture, 2008
“The function of propaganda does not lie in the scientific training of the individual, but in calling the masses’ attention to certain facts, processes, and necessities, whose significance is thus for the first time placed within their field of vision. The whole art consists in doing this so skillfully that everyone will be convinced that the fact is real, the process necessary, the necessity correct.”
— Adolf Hitler, Mein Kampf (1926)
“I will take you the reader with me into the secret inner world of the pimp. I will lay bare my life and thoughts as a pimp. The account of my brutality and cunning as a pimp will fill many of you with revulsion…” — Iceberg Slim, Pimp: The Story of My Life (1967)
Near Placentia a calf was born beside the road with its head fastened to one of its legs. Soothsayers deduced that a new head was being prepared for the world–but that it would be neither powerful nor secret since it had been deformed in the womb and given birth by the roadside — Tacitus, The Annals of Imperial Rome (1st century AD)
It’s been a satisfying week. Watching the vile Rupert Murdoch and his amoral flunkies drive the News Corps pimp-mobile over a cliff is a heart-warming sight…and they haven’t hit bottom yet.
We can expect more and more revelations of the Murdochs’ fundamental seediness and criminality. The Sun will be next to go super-nova–it’s utterly implausible to imagine that the News of The World practices were not common currency across the Murdoch empire. I couldn’t be more delighted at the prospect: For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind Hosea 8:7 KJV
The Murdochs are about to learn the truth of the old saying: ” Be nice to the people you meet on your way up because you’re sure to meet them again on your way down.” I don’t think they’re going to enjoy the experience.
The Murdochs have made a lot of enemies in their long climb to media dominance but most of those enemies, especially those in the media and in politics, have kept quiet for fear of the power of News Corp. But they were biding their time, dreaming of revenge and keeping their knives sharp: now the knives are being unsheathed.
Murdoch is 80 years-old and looks every day of it. The awe with which he has been regarded for a long time is dissipating like the bad smell that it was. His son James is viewed as an arrogant, incompetent buffoon whose appallingly bad judgement has paved the way for OFCOM to judge News International as ‘not fit and proper persons’ to own BSkyB; and when that happens (as it surely will), the Murdochs are finished.
If the Murdochs and News Corp are judged ‘not fit and proper persons’, they will not only be denied the chance to buy the part of BSkyB that they don’t own but they will be forced to divest themselves of the shares they do own and all their media interests in the UK. All the countries that host a Murdoch media operation have regulatory bodies overseeing the media. If the Murdochs are ‘not fit and proper persons’ in the UK then the rest of the world will come to the same conclusion. Game over.
As a charming side-show, we have the sight of that spineless, fat-faced twit Cameron floundering desperately as he tries to explain his hiring of Coulson. Cameron is fucked. His closeness to the most reviled woman in Britain, his employment of a man who is almost certainly going to prison, his back-room deals with the despised Murdoch, all these and more are going to sink him.
Truly, my cup runneth over.
Verse on how the mighty art fallen, please.