To say that I am rather enjoying the hot water that the Bolshevik Broadcasting Corporation is currently in could easily be one of the understatements of the decade

Ofcom, the broadcasting watchdog, announced today that it was launching into a succession of lewd phone calls made by BBC presenters Russell Brand and Jonathan Ross to Andrew Sachs, the Fawlty Towers actor

Indeed the end of last week & most of the weekend seemed to be consumed with meejar luvvies lining up to defend the actions of Ross & Brand as “edgy contemporary humour”. Now I wish that just one of those talking heads would stand in front of me & explain exactly how phoning up an old man & saying that you had “fucked” his grandaughter constitutes humour. Of course this wont happen because one of these apologists would find difficult to articulate their explanation as I beat them to a bloodied pulp with a pick helve.

Ross & Brand (who both earn considerably more than most of the investment bankers that the the media are so quick to vilify these days) are both paid out of the TV Tax that is extorted from us & why doesn’t the Westminster Village speak out against that? Because they are all terrified that the White City Liberals who will stop at nothing to defend the “licence fee”, will start to mount a media campaign against them: these days perception & not policy is everything & no politican has enough backbone to stand up to the ever biased editorial line & the political agenda of the BBC