Tag: Social Media
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Game’s Gone

Six years ago, I started posting opinions online, lamenting that we had strayed down the path of the post-fact/post-truth. Nothing could have prepared me for where we find ourselves today. Game’s gone. A BBC newsreader, Martine Croxhall, has been sternly rebuked for correcting her teleprompter that referred to ‘pregnant people’, by adding ‘women’. Surely, it…
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Les Misérables

Much has been made about the cosplaying of women footballers – you know, the whole on-pitch slo-mo performative dance, together with the vacuous press conferences, minging magazine articles, asshole adverts, unmeritorious medals, and the tosspot Tik Tok turdbait. The overreach and grim gaslighting are embarrassing. Perhaps a thumping by Spain in the Euro final might…
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A Flair Cop

England ‘footballer’ Jess Carter has whistled up the cops to probe the online hate directed at her. Yes, you read that right. A shedload of labour-intensive man hours will now be ploughed into an investigation about a handful of hurty words unidigitally prodded into a keyboard by some weary gobshite. Surely, it takes a bit…
Max Frances
Euros, Football, Jess Carter, Lionesses, Police, Post-Fact, Post-Truth, Racism, Social Media, Twitter, Woke, Wokeness, X -
Not a Jot

RIP Diogo Jota. Let’s hope that his loved ones can now process this loss and rebuild their lives the best they can. What a shame that performative mourning didn’t roll over and go woof like the Lambo. It’s always a goulish charade, but the scum and social media hacks just can’t help themselves. The storm…
Max Frances
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Alter Ego

While the world seemingly rattles to hell in a handcart, Fleet Street is losing its collective tagnut croquembouche over an edited photo. It’s difficult to know where to begin with this shizzle, so let’s go straight to the bottom and head further south still. The princess tweaked a picture to improve it. That’s it. She…
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Huw Cares?

Well, that was a shocker – huw knew? My dough had been on that bonkers little tranny child who had appeared on Antiques Roadshow, but he was quickly ruled out. He’s been in an induced coma for several weeks, which given the current trajectory of current affairs seems a sound strategy. Today in court, it…
Max Frances
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Bulley Beef

We’ve had stalker cops, rapist cops, and killer cops. Some are all three. I’d almost forgotten that we have always had the most common flavour of utterly useless cops. That’s the baseline standard. Now we have the Nicola Bulley case where police incompetence is being showcased like never before. They’re all so crap, they can’t…
Max Frances
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DM Me, Hun

Social media is one humming cesspit at the best of times, but it seems to be de rigeur to post a picture of a recently deceased person with a message telling them to ‘fly high’, with a cringeworthy ‘with the angels’ being an optional extra. Sometimes it’s ‘fly high with the angles‘, which I guess…
Max Frances
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No Offence

Once again, it’s by-election time, and the Bexley swing to Labour was by mid-term standards somewhat anaemic – about half of that achieved by Blair prior to 1997. Add to that the rock-bottom turnout, and you’re likely to draw the conclusion that this was scarcely a ringing endorsement of Sir Drear’s vision for the future.…
Max Frances
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Co-Pout

After ‘Trolley’s’ woeful performance at the equally abysmal COP26, we might be justified in lamenting the failure of our Government to set the shining example to the nation that their position demands. I beg to differ. Were they a shining beacon of excellence, we might mark them out as being more hypocritical than they are.…
Max Frances
