Someone’s wife, someone’s daughter
In a moralising speech to the Society of Editors last year, Daily Mail editor Paul Dacre had this to say about Max Mosely and the court judgement that had gone in his favour…
The judge found for Max Mosley because he had not engaged in a “sick Nazi orgy” as the News of the World contested, though some of the participants were dressed in military-style uniform. Mosley was issuing commands in German while one prostitute pretended to pick lice from his hair, a second fellated him and a third caned his backside until blood was drawn.
Now most people would consider such activities to be perverted, depraved, the very abrogation of civilised behaviour of which the law is supposed to be the safeguard. Not Justice Eady. To him such behaviour was merely “unconventional”.
Nor in his mind was there anything wrong in a man of such wealth using his money to exploit women in this way. Would he feel the same way, I wonder, if one of those women had been his wife or daughter?
Would he feel the same way, I wonder, if one of those women had been his wife or daughter?
Hostage to fortune anyone?
Today’s Daily Mail has an article highlighting ‘the most degrading advertisement of the year by a European women’s group.’ The Mail helpfully prints some of the offenders – less, one assumes, to raise outrage and more to pander to the immaturely prurient who makes up a large contingent of the Mail’s readership. It’s less having their cake and eating it as having their wank and hating it.
Would Paul Dacre feel the same about publishing those images, I wonder, if one of those women had been his wife or daughter? In his mind is there anything wrong in a man of such wealth using his money to exploit women in this way?
Here’s ‘scantily clad Mel B‘. Would Dacre feel the same way, I wonder, if one of those women had been his wife or daughter?
Here’s Rowan Pelling in her undercrackers. Did Dacre give thought to her father’s reaction before publication?
Have some long-lens shots of one of Bob Geldof’s daughters in a bikini. Sir Bob obviously was consulted by Dacre before splashing them across a national newspaper.
Gentlemen, if you are in the mood for some self-appreciation this morning, the Daily Mail should be, once again, your one-handed destination. The images are of someone’s wife or daughter but don’t let that put you off your stroke. For wankers by wankers.
Posted on March 10th, 2009 at 9:49am under Culture, media and sport
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The two ads for Lavazza don’t show nudity at all. And the claim by The Guard Dogs group that showing a woman’s backside wearing a pair of knickers is ‘promoting pornography and prostitution’ is just risible.
It seems to me that these three images are probably the LEAST degrading pictures of women to be found in the Daily Mail!
I thought his speech last year was astonishing. I don’t agree with him about Eady, not at all, but much more astonishing was the kind of moralism implicit in what he said. He called “adultery” – itself an old-fashioned word to use for having an affair or being unfaithful to your partner – “a proper cause for public condemnation”. It’s important to realise that his arguments are not simply about supporting free expression, but aim at reviving a kind of public judgmentalism and a shame culture about sex that went out at the latest in the 1960s.
Our forthcoming campaign to have Paul Dacre arrested and executed is an idea whose time has come.
Stay tuned.
You mean he’s still trying the Lady Chetterley defence over 40 years after the puritans lost?
Fantastic.
Same when the Mail last year were spurting disgust over Andrew Sachs’ granddaughter while publishing loads of pics of her half naked or with her tits out.
I once read that Paul Dacre likes to call everyone a “cunt”.
I once read that Paul Dacre likes to call everyone a “cunt”.
Isn’t him whose tirades Private Eye calls ‘The Vagina Monologues’?
In answer to your final paragraph, I would happily take the Daily Mail in hand to assist with a solo transaction in the smallest room of the house.
But I’d be holding it behind me, not in front.
Apropos the above, you may enjoy:
Buff the Banana with Paul Dacre
Daily Mail titillation without the other stuff
http://www.buffthebanana.co.uk/
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