The Demise of Journalism


Not so long ago, journalists would go to any length to get a story and always protect their sources.

Now we have nothing left but massive overuse of quotation marks, clickbait nonsense and the ones that winds me up the most, clearly paid comparisons along the lines of “I tried 6 dildos and one filled me up perfectly”, along with “I’ve never ate a kebab in my life but expenses let me try a local shop and I was stunned” kinda thing.
But what set me off just now is this.

The National.

The clown is not familiar with the concept of removing the plastic from black pudding which shows the calibre of journalist we have today, apologies for the dodgy “newspaper” in advance.

Nominated by : Cunt of the Isles

NOTE: You bunch of cunts haven’t nominated enough cunts, so we’re only publishing one nomination per day for the next several days. You know what to do – NA.

82 thoughts on “The Demise of Journalism

  1. The use of words in headlines, such as

    “Tragic death of Lincolnshire couples faithfully companion leaves them devastated!”

    Peter and Paula Pottymouth were today mourning the loss of their faithful companion Joey the budgie.

    He were a smashing little lad, he could swear like a fucking trouper, said a saddened Peter.
    Paula tearfully added, I’ll miss his chirpy morning greeting of ” hello, cunt!”

  2. Some journalists specialise in political stories.

    Others are correspondents from war torn countries..

    This one specialised in Black pudding.
    A savvy move.

    Any stories involving Bury gold?
    He’s the ‘ go to guy’.

    I’m.a big fan of black pudding on a breakfast ❤️

    I appreciate his dedication

    • Makes me laugh when no-marks with a blog describe themselves as a ‘journalist’.

      Even worse are ‘influencers’

      I’m starting to hope for a nuclear war, a mass clear-out of scum and a return to sanity.

      On the journalist/news thing, I notice that the top 5 stories (at least that’s an accurate description) are why Trump is garbage.

      Newspapers covering TV programmes, TV covering newspapers, radio covering both, its a giant circle jerk. Events that are truly newsworthy happen once, twice a week. The rest is nonsense.

  3. Even The Daily Cunting Telgraph runs “stories” that would have been in The Sunday Sport back in the late 80’s.
    All bollocks. Good morning.

    • It is a scientific fact that Hitler lives on the moon and the Queen is not dead, she has simply returned to the mother-ship.

      Also Diana never even existed, and even if she did she’s not dead, and even if she is, good.

    • Gem of a paper that Sunday sport, bus on the moon B52 somewhere else. Pages of left handed phone numbers, oodles of tits just the right read for a working Sunday. Don’t think journalists had that much input.

  4. Journalism, such as it was, has like much else been diluted to death by the internet. That’s it in a nutshell. ANY cunt can think themselves a journalist on YT or blogs, and the ‘official’ nees outlet cunts? .. the bar was never high but it just lowered down to match. Quoting multiple anons from X about every topic, ignoring anything taboo … basically currying favour with the lowest common denominator… and seem to be doing fine at that level.

  5. I get sick of reading: “Martin Lewis Warns”, “Martin Lewis Warning”, “Martin Lewis Farts on Live TV”. Then there are adverts like “Specialist BEGS patients not to eat……”. No specialist is humble enough to beg. He would sell bootlaces or play the guitar outside a tube station.

    I’d like to see real, genuine human interest stories like:

    “Angela Rayner Vice Ring Smashed – Prossie Appears in Court”

    or “Keir Starmer – ‘My Gay Lavatory Shame’

    and one day:

    “Blair Dies – Lady Mandy In Mourning – Flies Back from Washington”

    Uplifting, human interest stories like that

    • You forgot to add “flies back from Washington but is unfortunately killed in horror inferno as plane smashes into Big Ben”.

      I’d read that. Twice.

      • All his advice seems to be based around his presumption that everyone has hoards of money and no idea what to do with it or that I’m willing to change electricity/insurance/Internet suppliers in order to save 8 quid a year.

      • But he is great at helping the benefit scroungers by telling them what they can get for free once they are on the gravy train 🤨

      • Oh for sure he is an absolute twat. He pops up in both ITV and on the wireless to gush how you can save three pence a week – a fucking know it all, full of his own self importance.

  6. How sad that Freddie Starr is no longer with us. If only….

    ‘Freddie Starr ate my hamster – Rayner describes night of sordid oral sex with funnyman’

  7. Journalism is very far from dead.

    If you don’t believe me, check out Ron Knee’s brilliant contributions.

    British journalism at its finest!

  8. All this malarkey started as soon as they allowed regional accents on high brow shows, and news! All the top nobs and posh speaking totty just dried up, in a manner of speaking! And of course, n*gnogs and Asians! I’ll give Moira Stuart a free pass, because she used to sexually excite me, but more about that, later! When they used to come on the TV, it was as if we were being spoken to by the Headmaster/Mistress, and the information they were about to impart some vital piece of information. So, we all sat up and took notice, as if our very lives depended on it!

  9. It’s when they took away page 3 was when it really became pointless. Yes, it’s time to recall a Viz letter again…

    I’m sick of people that complain about page 3 girls, saying they are demeaning themselves and that it harms society. The models enjoy that they’re doing and I find personally it adds a little brightness at the start of a potentially hard or arduous or otherwise dreary day, which can only be a good thing, surely? My favourite is Sam Fox because she’s got the biggest tits.

    (Wasn’t YOU Norman, was it? 😄)

      • the Google just told me Maria Whittaker had bigger tits than Sam Fox, even at the smallest end of the several-inch disparity between different results (for MW’s bust size).

        I thought she was the prettiest of ’em at the time.

      • There was a followup (Viz letter)a couple of years later, (just to get it out of MY head now)

        “If Sam Fox could sing half as well as she can grow tits, she’d be number one all year ’round”

        *nb don’t look her up for nostalgia any SF aficionados… she currently looks like Sharon Watt’s granny crossed with Vanessa Feltz 🤢

    • I would like to set up a page three photoshoot, with a naked Liza Nandy relaxing on a chaise lounge with an equally naked Yvette Cooper performing a furious cunnilingus on big Liza, with Sugartits with a large dildo up her arse, and Kweer hiding behind the chaise lounge wanking himself into a fury

  10. It always annoys me when I hear, referring to political journalists, they are trained to ask the right questions

    What a load of absolute shite.

    • I do not understand why interviewers do not constantly interrupt the politician being interviewed and simply insist that they answer the question that was asked, no ramble about something entirely different.

  11. Most journalism is simply an excuse for some soppy cunt or pakî to give their invariably dull 6th form opinion on “the thing”.

    You’d get more insight from the mad tramp sat outside Tesco.

    Good morning.

  12. I once sent a South African guesthouse owner into a rage over the origins of Black pudding.

    He was under the wrong impression it was invented by ze Germans.

    I politely corrected him that it was English 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

    This led to a back and to disagreement with the Boer getting loud and hysterical in front of other guests having breakfast.

    I innocently mentioned it was up the road in Bury that was the home of black pudding and furthermore the English invented pretty much everything of value.

    His wife told him off.
    And the big mardarse had to go.into the kitchen and calm down.

    His English kitchen.
    In a English village.

    Foreigners for you.

  13. Haven’t seen the headline “Biggles Flies Undone” in ages.

    Or, The Sunday Sport headline. “Double Decker Bus found on Mars”

    The next day, they reported. “Double Decker Bus Disappears”

    Both front page news.

  14. “England’s brave Lions lose again”

    “Hard up Brits will have to fork out an eye popping extra £100 per month thanks to the EU”

    “Thirsty Brits drank enough alcohol to sink the titanic last year”

    “My 5 times a night love romps with cheating wrinkly rocker”

    When I was a youngster, my parents had the Sun delivered each day with the News of the World on Sundays complete with the shit glossy mag.

    My dear old Great Grandmother was both a Mirror and a Sun reader.

    Thanks to these early influences, I’ve been well aware for over 40 years that certain journalism has consistently been in the gutter.

    I would like to add that during the mass medical meltdown of 2020, investigative journalism of any kind was either non existent or marginalised to the tinfoil outliers category.

    That whole saga and the outrageous bullshit narrative was rich pickings for any half decent journalist worth twopence halfpenny yet the overwhelming silence was perhaps further evidence that journalism is indeed dead.

    Good nom and Good morning.

  15. Another thing was that news used to be news. Space Shuttle blew up? .. news. Worldwide, even. Coelacanth rediscovered having been believed extinct? .. Yup. A fact. Kind of interesting. News.

    Now it’s largely just points of view about tat & shit. World events? … pick what angle you prefer and read sleighted in your favour biased articles. It’s worthless.

    Why the 4-per-‘article’ twitter/X anonymous worthless contributions? … because it makes fir a longer scrolling page, more codswallop advertising … (they ‘quote’ the brainless, add-nothing tweets, .. then show screenshots of the exact fucking same ones. Also ; the headline may be repeated completely in the opening paragraph that differs sometimes only by the addition of ‘it has been claimed’ or ‘his father said’ … and the same wording may be added a third time under pictures quite often.

    It’s all utter cunt, and as is often my angle I’ll say : if I had a 6 y.o. kid, that was doing a school project about being a journalist … and the level of absolute shit that IS journalism currently, .. was what the 6y.o. presented as its project … I’d drown the little fucker in the bath.

    OK a touch of exaggeration there at the end .. I’d just put the little cunt up for adoption, .. but hey! Ulrika Johnsson is technically a journalist (a tabloid pays her to put words in their rag) .. so maybe the former notion shouldn’t be pooh-poohed out of hand .. deny the world such cheated-out-of-a-pulitzer pieces as Mrs. Johnsson’s ‘open letter to Jordan’ series which I gather were quite the event a little while back, .. when one media whore whore lectured another media whore whore about her lifestyle or something …

    Shoot me, someone!

  16. That fucking ‘documentary’ (see Starmer, Keir, various) called Adolescent or Adolescence or something.

    “Journalists” at the beeb cannot shut up about it.

    It couldn’t garner more traction with those cunts if it was a government-funded, AstroTurfed bit of agitprop to craft a narrative around the governments plans to censure online opinion, which sounds far-fetched I know 🤔

    • A more blatant psy-op you’ll never see Mickey.

      It’s actually embarrassing in its transparency.

      We are being governed by complete cunts.

      Welcome to the Soviet Union.

  17. Scientists discover man with some photographic device in hand, wearing a trilby with Stop Press ticket in the brim.

  18. The way they go on and on about what should have been a two-paragraph filler in the bottom corner on page 14.

    Like that has-been singer who took a coked-up header off a hotel balcony, I swear you’d have thought it was the greatest conspiracy since the Kennedy assassination!

    I’m sure they even interviewed the breeder of his pet goldfish!
    On and fucking on.

  19. The profession is full of bloggers and podcasts now.

    Take piss head, war criminal ali Campbell and his pet lib dem gremlin Rory Stewart never seen so many wrong takes in my life..

    Then you have this trio Emily Maitlis, Jon Sopel and Lewis Goodall, the news agents,they would be better off selling the sporting life and pouches of old Holburn.

  20. The profession is full of bloggers and podcasters now.

    Take piss head, war criminal ali Campbell and his pet lib dem gremlin Rory Stewart never seen so many wrong takes in my life..

    Then you have this trio Emily Maitlis, Jon Sopel and Lewis Goodall, the news agents,they would be better off selling the sporting life and pouches of old Holburn.

  21. Not only that, the clueless millennia lazy knobheads they employ is staggering.

    The once great Manchester Evening News has become a shit show.
    When ex-Manchester United winger Ralph Milne died, the cunts at M.E.N Towers ran with the headline ‘Red Legend Milne Dies’. Followed by a forensic arselicking.

    Only thing was, Ralphie was anything but a legend. He was quite the opposite. Seen as Alex Ferguson’s worst ever signing, and still a figure of fun to those who saw him play. Naturally, I pointed this out to the paper, and this led to loads of mongs who never even knew who he was getting all ‘Disrespecting the dead’ ‘How dare you’ and But.. But he just died.’ To which I replied ‘Sad that he died. Doesn’t change the fact that he was crap’. Becuause he fucking well was.

    However, Milne’s ‘cult status’ as a total donkey and an out and out clodhopper was confirmed. As scores of long standing reds wrote in and told the Evening News how bad he was.

    After that, the pricks re-wrote the story, with the word ‘Legend’ in inverted commas. To make out they were being sarcastic, and pointing out he wasn’t one. Total bollocks. They got is massively wrong.

    The older version of the paper covered his incompetence often enough back in the late 80s. All they had to do is research the archives of their own paper. But the useless slack arsed bastards they now have there woud find that task too hard. Cunts.

  22. And the online version of the NME?

    A couple of genuine ones from them.

    ‘Beatles drummer, George Harrison.’

    ‘Stone Roses drummer,Mani.’

    Fuck me. No wonder it went out of print and died like a dog.

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