The Guardian (#30)


Hold the front page for a cunting for everybody’s favourite pompous comic. It could only be The Guardian, whose editor is apparently offering “counselling” for staff upset by Donald Trump’s win.

What a snivelling bunch of bed wetters that paper must employ – they were lucky they were not around in the early 50s for the Korean war, or Aden in 1960, the 1962 Cuban missile crisis or the 1966 Aberfan disaster, or Hillsborough in 1989. Those events were more than “upsetting”

The staff must be very jejune if they find themselves unable to cope with the result of a democratic election. God knows what will happen when Kweer gets slung out in four or five years time.

This from a paper which forever pleads poverty and seeks donations from even casual readers.

The editor has missed a trick here – time was, when Saturday newspapers used to give away free CDs, or even books, or perhaps a voucher for £10 off at Tesco. This would have been an ideal opportunity to show their generosity to their readers – how about a free pair of rubber knickers attached to their otiose front page?

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Nominated by: W. C. Boggs