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Revel in the humiliation of Mucky Murdoch – it won’t last….

In Britain, Current affairs, Media, Politics, UK, United Kingdom on July 13, 2011 at 6:40 pm

A VICTORY, or is it? The mighty Murdoch has finally been humbled and we revel in his humiliation. The level of public disgust at his news organisation has even prompted a former prime minister to call their methods “disgusting”. Of course Gordon Brown has forgotten how he courted the same disgusting people, went to Rebekah Brooks’ wedding, invited her the Chequers and generally failed to rein in the Murdochs while he was in power.

A judge-led inquiry will investigate the phone-hacking scandal and Murdoch has apparently agreed to appear before a parliamentary select committee for a grilling, but is this the end of the road for the Dirty Digger? Probably not, and by some distance. The old bugger has a hide like a rhino and he has been making billions for decades, so to suggest that  this could be the start of his demise risks underestimating him at our peril.

Let’s not forget he faced a far greater danger in the 1990s when he overextended himself on the launch of Sky and nearly went bust. If the folklore is to be believed, one small savings and loan in the US seemed to holding News Corp by the short and curlies until the larger of the 150 or so banks Murdoch was dealing with at the time placed the smaller institution in a similar hearts and minds-style grip and encouraged them to let Murdoch survive.

Murdoch’s lesson from that was to hoard cash, keep the revenue stream flowing steadily and never be beholden to banks again (a lesson the rest of the world could learn and then we’d be teaching another bunch of miscreants a proper lesson). That has served his empire well and will not change. Sure, he has a large omelette’s worth of eggs all over his dial right now, and no-one can understand why Brooks is still employed at this juncture when so many innocents have been booted, but really, are we that surprised that his papers behave in this way? The almost hourly outrage of Labour lightweights like Chris Bryant and Tom Watson is almost as disgusting as the hacking scandal.

In any case he still has 39 percent of BSkyB and a couple of seats on the board. That’s hefty influence in anyone’s money and in the time Murdoch now has on his hands before he can even consider another bid, there’s scope for some serious plotting on how to take the prize. We can expect a lot of grudging contrition from his UK titles in the short-term, but once he sorts out his plans for a Sunday tabloid title (most likely a Sunday Sun) the old Wapping arrogance will be back.

However, while Rupert is a newspaper man through and through – to be admired whatever you think of his politics – his sons and other shareholders are not massive fans. Apart from the News of the World, the others don’t make masses of cash. Even the Sun has to rely on bingo and its fantasy football competitions to turn a quid. With the News Corp share price bouncing after the decision there may be pressure on Murdoch senior to ditch his UK papers on the grounds that all have been infected with the same virus.

But the beginning of the end? Not on your life.

The desperate Digger sinks his own ship: GOTCHA!

In Britain, Current affairs, Media, Politics, UK, United Kingdom on July 7, 2011 at 6:45 pm

So, the good ship NOW has been scuttled with all hands on board by a tycoon desperate to get his hands on a satellite broadcaster. We shouldn’t be asking how low Rupert Murdoch will stoop because he was born lower than a snake’s bum and has never had any intention of rising above that level.

The shock decision to close down a profitable Sunday newspaper is a sign of how much Rupert wants control of BSkyB stop a sliding share price, but don’t think for a second there isn’t a plan B or that News Corp is suddenly going to become a paragon of journalistic ethics. There is talk of the Sun picking up the slack the Screws will leave behind (so Ford will be able to start advertising again with a clear conscience). Of course, many good people will be turfed out, but like any media organisation these days, the people that put out the product day in, day out, are dispensible. While the pompous editors of Fleet Street dine at the Groucho Club, or executives with mucky hands get the blessing of Rupert good people lose their jobs. In many ways this is as disgusting as the phone hacking.

And what of our erstwhile leaders? David Cameron has promised an inquiry, but he had to be pushed bloody hard before he could find a word harder than “shocking” to describe what was going on at Wapping. Yet again, a prime minister has failed to grow a pair and take the Murdochs on. It’s not as if he owes them a clear-cut parliamentary majority because it wasn’t The Sun what won it for the Tories this time round. Murdoch senior doesn’t rate him, despite Rebekah Brooks and James Murdoch’s almost infantile pleading with the old Yank that Cameron was the man to wear the News Corp seal of approval.

But there are dirty paw prints all over Cameron too. He employed Andy Coulson as his director of communications and he has a very close professional relationship with Brooks. Yet he somehow believes that the “I was unaware of events taking place under my stewardship” defence is somehow valid. For a man who blathers on about accountability from the top this is either remarkable stupidity or breathtaking arrogance. Whichever way you slice it it is not acceptable from a nation’s leader. He wouldn’t allow it from a member of the government, so why allow it from this bunch?

Sadly though, Dastardly Dave let the Dirty Digger through the doors of Downing Street within days of becoming PM and that in many ways seals the deal (as it did with Tony Blair).

The snake may have slithered back out the door of Number 10, but Cameron will know that you don’t prod one when it’s cornered, especially when the poison it has on you might sink your premiership as quickly as old Rupert sunk one of his own vessels. GOTCHA!

Time to go and have OUR say…plus an in-depth guide to the manifestos UPDATE

In Current affairs, Politics on May 6, 2010 at 8:44 am

Polls have been open for four hours. Had a nice cup of tea, bowl of muesli, quick wash and strolled down to the polling station with mrs fullandfrankexchange to have our say. Still a nice steady stream of punters  making their way in.

Mrs fullandfrankexchange says she spotted some Tories in our neck of the woods (Hornsey and Wood Green, held by LibDem Lynne Featherstone)  yesterday – rosettes and all. Honest. Odds on a yeti sighting anyone? We think they must have got lost en route to la la land because they’ve got buckley’s of taking this seat. Still, it was nice of them to visit and they certainly weren’t tarred and feathered and run out of town on a rail, which shows we do live in a tolerant society.

So, what are you going to do today hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm? It’s a nice day, get off the laptop, get off Facebook, finish reading this (obviously) then go and do it!!!

We don’t care who you vote for, unless it’s the BNP who are, let’s face it racist nutters who would bankrupt the country in a week handing out free lager to all their mates. However, if they’re not your thing, then get out there and have a say.

If the duck house, moat cleaning crew got on your nerves, go and say so. If the disgraceful sight of Labour politicians acting like prostitutes to get a bit of post-election work sickened you, go and say so. If you’ve had enough of the old two party system that essentially presents us with the same boring choices, go and say so. You have NO right to whine about the government if you don’t cast a vote, so go and do it.

One of our readers (Sam, not his real name) evaluated the three manifestos. Here is his handy guide:

Labour = We stuffed up, but the other mob are real bastards.

Tories = The other mob stuffed up. We’re not bastards. Really.

LibDems = They’re both bastards. You can vote for us. Really, you can.

Oh, and to those at The Sun who produced that front page – you should be fucking ashamed of yourselves….

Rupert Murdoch won’t decide this election, YOU will…

In Current affairs, Politics on May 4, 2010 at 11:56 pm

Toy chucker...

Ok, we’ve nicked this from a very clever Independent newspaper campaign, but it makes an excellent point and also highlighted some of the realities around the campaign to anoint David Cameron as the next chosen one. We also fancy seeing if Rupert’s tantrum throwing youngest son James wants to try to storm our office.

We’ve been taken to task by Mrs fullandfrankexchange and a former work colleague for making you read the party manifestos – well actually they accused us of being lazy and lacking spark in our last post, but, like most politicians, we needed to deflect the truth.

With a full day to go some weird stuff is happening, three Labour ministers came out and told people to tactically vote Liberal Democrat to keep the Tories out of the marginals. What they should have been saying is:  “just go and vote”. Telling people who to vote for annoys them and just smacks of desperation. It’s also an admission that, to some, Labour smells like a bucket of prawns going off in the midday sun, but hold your nose anyway and vote yellow if you must.

Goodness know what is happening in Camp Cameron right now, but if James Murdoch is throwing his toys out of the pram because the nag he has conned his grumpy old dad into backing could stumble at the final hurdle after racing to a 10 furlong lead early in the race, then we suspect the Cameron household is going through its fair share of loo paper right about now.

James, go to your room....

The knock-on effect of  a Cameron blow-out won’t be just a serious blow for his career and for the Tories in general, but it could start a nice erosion at the base of one of the world’s great media dynasties. Let’s face it, two of Rupert’s kids have had cracks at running bits of the empire and it didn’t pan out for them. If wee Jimmy buggers this up, then the old man has effectively run out of grown-up offspring to get into the saddle. Ease up on the early morning jogging mate, you mate need to hang on until the nippers you had with Wendy Deng can try their luck.

While we’re on the subject of nippers, oi, Samantha Cameron, have a word with the image makers at Central Office and tell them to stop with the old “rope around the waist to highlight my tiny bump” routine. We all know your pregnant, and we’re delighted, but really, tell the aides it’s not clever.

Back to crumbling empires. What silly Murdoch junior has also highlighted is the fact that media owners really do think they elect governments in advance. It’s one thing to give an opinion on a party’s policies, but it’s quite another to start a smear campaign on the underdog just because he’s upsetting the predetermined order of things. This is just what News Corp did to Clegg once he started to threaten James Murdoch’s early flirtation with serious power and influence at election time. It’s no secret that Rupe is not exactly smitten with Cameron, so the pretender to the throne (or should that be “thrown” as in toys?) is trying every trick in the book.

It’s also hilarious, in the middle of a tirade that included a fair bit of swearing, that he accused The Indy of impugning his family’s name. Really James? Some would say your dad did a pretty good job of that years ago.

However, now he’s been rumbled and the Billy Bragg lyrics mentioned in an earlier post are more relevant than ever, it’s time to have a say. YOUR say. Not the newspapers. Not the say of a craggy, cranky billionaire who sold his Australian citizenship to buy a US television station. Not the say of his “I’m gonna hold my breath until I get the prime minister I want” son…..

YOUR say….

VOTE