Great to hear the highly principled Sun football journalist Neil Ashton condemning Wayne Rooney for having a few jars last Saturday night. Rooney is, after all, the England captain and there was an England game coming up in three days time and he knew he wouldn’t be playing. He goes out, gets pissed, the Sun buys some photographs from a greedy little shit and suddenly Rooney is a villain. Again.
The Sun and principles. Really? I’ve droned on enough about the Sun lying about Hillsborough and slandering anyone who doesn’t fit into their ugly view of the world. Even today, this most sick of newspapers leads with a made-up story of how Jeremy Clarkson was told to “Fuck off” by an Argentinian worker at a German airport. Quite apart from the fact that the worker was Spanish and denied ever saying anything to the arrogant Tory Amazon Prime TV presenter – oh, and Sun columnist. There’s a happy coincidence. The Falklands War was only a few years ago – nearly 35 actually – so let’s have a dig at those awful Argies. But Rooney, well, that’s unforgivable.
Ashton droned on and on about how Rooney had let the country down, he’d let his manager down, he’d let his team mates down, he let his supporters down, he let down the man who carried out his hair transplant, he let the Queen down. Shame on him.
Except that I wish someone would do a job on a Sun journalist. Doubtless, journalists look after themselves so you are not likely to read an expose about a Sun hack getting bollocksed and doing a line or two of Charlie with a £50 note. I wish a story like this would emerge because it would explain at the very least what terrible writers the Sun employs. If they are sober, non drug takers, I dread to think how anyone could write such bad rubbish.
I wonder what it is like being a Sun journalist, knowing that you earn a crust from one of the most unpleasant dictators on the planet, knowing that your purpose in life is to persuade your readers to vote for political parties that will make them worse off, knowing that your purpose in life was to poison society, knowing that you write for the same newspaper as Kelvin MacKenzie? And you still take the money. And your newspaper then attacks the morals and principles of others, very often people who have far higher standards than the victims whose lives they would love to destroy.
Has Rooney let anyone down, should he have had to apologise to anyone for going out on the lash when no one got hurt and indeed would happy wedding party enjoyed his presence for much of the night? No. The only person to let anyone down is the money-grabbing parasite who sold the “story” to the sordid Sun, without whom we would never have heard about it. And hear about it for a few days more, once the photos they haven’t yet published are drip-fed to their loyal readers.
