Day Thirteen
Rebekah Brooks
Why's she an advent calendar botherer this year? Well, for starters, she came a close second behind David Cameron in this year's Shit Britons 2011. That should be reason enough, aside from looking like an emotionless lead singer in a Simply Red tribute band.
Ambitious, amoral, supremely arrogant, and, it turns out, homophobic and a participant in domestic violence, Brooks, looking like a hedge having a mid life crisis, holds dozens of nasty little phone hackers in her copper wiring, nesting like flying monkeys. Unless she was really, really shit at her job whilst editing the News of the Screws, there isn't the remotest chance that she wasn't at least a little clued in to the fact that her freelance minions were invading privacy via voicemail. There is something extremely unsettling about someone who has been very pally with three successive prime ministers across two political parties. That she is friends with David Cameron, and used News International publications as propaganda machines for him in the run-up to the 2010 election, is unforgiveable; that one of the alleged phone hacking victims was the late Milly Dowler is reprehensible. Once proven, a life prison sentence for perverting the course of justice wouldn't come close to what this vile opportunist deserves.
If she had a motorcycle, she'd get mistaken for Ghost Rider, though I cannot imagine the level of pain she'd experience if she used the Penance Stare in the mirror. Yes, I can use obscure comic book references as poor satire.
Out of everything and everyone on the calendar so far, she is perhaps the one I would like to see get her comeuppance the most in the coming year; everything else pales as a minor irritant. Hateful, hateful woman.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment