Nobody will deny that keeping a print newspaper in Britain today is a dfifficult business, however the former London “Evening Standard’s” last editor, diluted the news content so badly it ended up as a freesheet – and like it’s morning brother “Metro”, it became so piss-poor they couldn’t even give it away, so it has now disappeared from the evening streets and is .reduced to a once a week print magazine for tarts and quares, usually mummy’s boys and daddy’s girls who live in a Hackney loft, and can probably barely read anyway.
It retains an on-line presence, however, just like the woefully mis-named “Independent”, and this is a woeful example of it’s journalism – they support Khan and did support Kweer, – which shows why it is on it’s way out (if we are lucky):
Nominated by W C Boggs.
Tagged into this nomination is a cunting for the Metro by Lord Cuntingford.
Could I also add to this the other London arse-wipe, the Metro (I don’t know if thisi rag is inflicted on other towns, or just London). Dumped at stations across the capital, this piece of crap contains drivel regurgitated from other sources, while being packed with adverts for all sorts of shit (mostly over-priced flats). And some people site an take the whole journey to “read” it – mind you, I guess it takes them away from their phones for a minute. It does bring a bit of nostalgia back when I think of tube trains packed with white people all going to work and reading the Times or Telegraph, being polite, allowing people to get off, and the smoking carriage.