Tired of reading about how a bit of bad weather has paralysed the country, I turn to that ever-fascinating source of inaccurate infotainment the Daily Mail, who, like the Daily Express, have admirably stayed on brief ever since they suggested that Hitler was a good idea in 1939. Today’s online edition boasts these urgent subjects;
Migrants are going to the doctors, which puts a strain on the service for normal people.
William Shatner is getting fat. He is shown next to a photograph of himself taken forty years earlier.
Kelly Osbourne is getting thin, and has bought a new skirt. Quite short, apparently.
Flavio Briatore is also getting fat, whoever he is.
‘Autism robbed our boys of the joy of Christmas.’ – Parents’ anguish.
Just how deadly are those Christmas food recipes? (surprisingly not the same article as the one above)
Mediums have Christmas messages for us from beyond the grave.
Singer has affair.
Singer is arrested.
Dead film star’s daughter is on holiday in a bikini.
None of this would be important, except that it’s worth bearing in mind that this is the nation’s top-selling newspaper. But it can be argued that by confirming its readers’ worst fears the Mail is merely reflecting what they want to read. Now that nobody watches TV news anymore, might I suggest a morning online mix of The Times, The Guardian, The Independent, Al-Jazeera and the New York Times? You’ll miss those stories about Shatner’s waistline though…