I've been 'inadequately' slow in my response to Andrew Marr's childish attack on bloggers mainly because I preferred to spend time squeezing blackheads in the bathroom rather than follow my mother's instructions, yesterday, to tidy up the mess in my bedroom. Her response to my disobedience was, of course, to lock the basement door and hide the key thus depriving me of that all important internet access. I eventually found the key, 24 hours later in the chest freezer, in amongst the chicken nuggets and the IcePops whilst mum had popped out to Millets to buy a replacement for my somewhat aged and rather seedy looking anorak.
I'm back in the basement, back in amongst the booze and back on line.
Leaving aside the Andrew Marr view on bloggers' general appearance (I mean we can't all have the good looks of a well honed Adonis can we Andy) what's all that about us being 'citizen journalists'. I can't speak for anyone else but I am not, nor ever wish to be, a journalist. I prefer the freedom of speech and independent voice which blogging can afford me, not the hands-tied-behind-the-back Westminster village, lefty lickspittle, propaganda that you're so keen on.
I could go on but, due to my aforementioned tardiness, other right thinking bloggers, and the well balanced views of their commentors, have more than adequately covered Marxist Marr and his derision of the blogosphere.
If you have a few minutes to spare, I've picked out three blog posts on the subject which are well worth a read .... including all the comments:
Finally, before I jog off to pay for that hairpiece I won on EBay, I have to say that I appear to have done rather well by getting through this post without ranting, swearing, or mentioning a super injunction which is alleged to involve a BBC presenter and someone who has a vague resemblance to Felicity Kendall.
How about that then Andy?
You jug eared cunt.