Is this David Cameron's Watergate? Probably not. But the Murdoch brand is becoming surprisingly toxic just as it is on the verge of monopolising the mediascape in the UK. The news that the News of the World hacked into the phones of victims of terrible crimes, such as child murder, and terrorist bombings, is so unwholesome and upsetting that it is amazing the grubby little people responsible have not hung themselves in shame. But no, this is the brash, empty selfish world of London journalism, filled with massive egos suffering from personality disorders one normally finds in insane empires. Something needs to be done. Little will be.
A poem for my mother, July 15 When she was dying And I was in a different country I dreamt I was there with her Flying over the ocean very quickly, And arriving in the room like a dream And I was a dream, but the meaning was more Than a dream has – it was a moving over time And land, over water, to get love across Fast enough, to be there, before she died, To lean over the small, huddled figure, In the dark, and without bothering her Even with apologies, and be a kiss in the air, A dream of a kiss, or even less, the thought of one, And when I woke, none of this had happened, She was still far distant, and we had not spoken.
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Rupert Murdoch has been at war with the BBC for at least thirty years and now the BBC is returning him a heavy dose of his own medicine. We don't have Sky TV and my idea of Hell is to have the Britsih media run by a bunch of wide boys (and girls) from Essex and East London.
Best wishes from Simon