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  • 7 Reasons Not To Throw A Foam Pie At Rupert Murdoch

    7 Reasons Not To Throw A Foam Pie At Rupert Murdoch

    You probably hadn’t considered throwing a foam pie at Rupert Murdoch.  Nor, I must confess, had I, until Jonnie Marbles turned up at the House of Commons earlier today and threw a foam pie at Rupert Murdoch.  Then I considered it.  After a half a nanosecond or so of consideration, I came to the conclusion that throwing a foam pie at Rupert Murdoch is an imbecilic act.  I know that most right-thinking people will probably already have come to a similar conclusion about the merits of throwing foam pies at Rupert Murdoch, so they need read no further; they can simply retweet this piece, press the Google +1 button at the bottom of it (and share it on other social media too) and go on their merry way.  For all wrong-thinking people – that’s just you, Jonnie – here are seven reasons not to throw a foam pie at Rupert Murdoch.

    Jonnie marbles hits Rupert Murdoch with a foam pie
    Don't do this.

    1.  It Draws Attention Away From The Hearing.  Hitting a man in the face with a pie is a dramatic and attention-grabbing act.  Because of that, a lot of the focus of the coverage of the Murdochs’ appearance before the Commons Culture, Media and Sport Select Committee, will be about the pie, rather than the important issue of wholesale corporate corruption that was being raised.  Am I writing about the hearing?  Are you reading about the hearing?  No…well… yes, but only a tiny bit because I’m demonstrating how little we’re reading about the hearing because of the pie.  Mostly what’s happening here is that I’m writing about the pie and you’re reading about the pie.  I’ll also be reading about the pie when I edit this and eventually, once I’ve finished, I’ll be tweeting about the pie, even though the pie isn’t the point of the hearing.  The point of the hearing is corruption.  You’ve obscured that.

    2.  It Generates Sympathy For Him.  With one blow of a pie, you’ve turned this man, the head of a corrupt organisation that has nefariously committed numerous despicable and illegal acts, into a victim; someone that’s deserving of our sympathy.  Because, while every right-thinking person will abhor what was carried out in Rupert Murdoch’s name at the News of the World, that very same innate moral decency will cause them to see a frail, elderly man being subjected to an assault as an outrage.  Because assault is an outrage, no matter whom it is perpetrated against.  Even Rupert Murdoch.

    3.  You’ve Made Him Appear Lovable.  It seems that making us feel sympathy for Rupert Murdoch wasn’t enough for you though.  You’ve actually made him appear loveable.  By provoking his wife to leap so rapidly and publicly to his defence, you’ve demonstrated that he is loved, and very loyally.  You’ve taken a man that heads a sinister and morally-bankrupt organisation and caused us all to admire his wife’s love for him.  In terms of public relations, you’ve accomplished more for Murdoch in five seconds than his own PR people have managed in the past five years.  And you’re not even getting paid for it.

    4.  You’ll Look Incompetent.  While I’m no expert on pie-throwing, I can’t help but think you’re not very good at it.  You see, in my (admittedly inexpert) understanding of the act of pie-throwing, a pie is supposed to be thrown by the pie-thrower into the face of the pie-receiver, or victim as they are also known.  But what’s going on in this picture?

    Jonnie Marbles, the man that threw a foam pie at Rupert Murdoch

    That man appears to have been caught brilliantly smack in the middle of the face by a pie.  But wait!  That doesn’t look like an octogenarian media despot magnate.  That’s you!  You’ve attacked an eighty year old man with a pie and ended up wearing it.  That’s possibly the worst throw of a pie in the history of pie-throwing.  Throwing a pie doesn’t seem like a difficult thing to do, but you’re not competent to do it.  You’re not fit for pie-pose (that only works if read in a New York accent).  It was your big moment and you’ve ended up with metaphorical egg on your face.  And actual pie.

    5.  Self-Publicity.  It’s an oft-heard-phrase that all publicity is good publicity and this might be seen as having a certain truth to it.  If you’re an idiot.  For the rest of us, however, and I feel that I am speaking for the entire population of the planet here, you’re going to be forever known as the prick that threw the pie.  Badly.  That won’t help you with your comedy career.  In fact, that won’t help you with any career, and certainly not one that involves throwing or pies.

    6.  The Police Won’t Thank You For It.  The Metropolitan Police are reeling from the repercussions of the News of the World scandal and their reputation has been severely damaged by it, so sneaking into a commons committee that is being viewed by a vast worldwide audience and attacking a git with a pie is going to make them look feckless and incompetent right at the very moment that they probably don’t want to.  Now, ordinarily, exposing institutional incompetence might be seen as a good thing, but not for you, because right at this moment, the Metropolitan Police are your landlords.  They’re also your caterers; responsible for feeding you and bringing you the odd cup of tea.  Probably, in fact, very odd cups of tea.  Enjoy those!

    7.   “All The World Loves A Clown.”, according to Cole Porter.  But that’s just not true, in fact, coulrophobia is one of the world’s most commonly professed phobias.  What all the world hates, in fact, is a clown.  A clown is a coarse buffoon who throws foam pies at people.  That’s you.  For some duncical, nitwitted, dunderheaded reason you decided to disrupt a long overdue attempt to make News Corp accountable for their actions by pratting around with a pie and you’ve ended up overshadowing an important hearing and distracting from the serious testimony that was being given there.  You haven’t damaged News Corp and Rupert Murdoch, you’ve positively helped them.  You are a clown.  No one likes clowns.

  • 7 Reasons The News of the World Should Hack My Phone

    7 Reasons The News of the World Should Hack My Phone

    Breaking News:  Sienna Miller has received a payout of £100,000 in damages from the News of the World as compensation for hacking her phone.  This seems like a nice bit of business for her, but not such a good deal for them.  But I have a better one.  I would like to propose that the News of the World hack my phone as I believe it would be a mutually beneficial arrangement.  Here are seven reasons why.

    1.  It Would Be Easier.  I don’t mind the News of the World hacking my phone.  I’ll quite happily consent to it (on my terms).  That means that you’ll have to spend a lot less time and money on skulduggery and post-hacking legal fees.  Sure, there’ll be less exposure if it’s legal, but the savings will more than offset the loss of free publicity.  And the News of the World will be able to stop reporting on the goings on at the News of the World every week, so your staff would be able to get out of the office and get some fresh air.  They’d like that.  You’d have a happier, healthier work force.

     

    2.  It Would Be Different.  The tabloid papers are full of stories telling us what celebrities are wearing on the beach and it’s always a bikini that reveals super sizzlin’ so and so’s superb post-baby beach bod/frumpy formerly fab actresses new-found flab/supermodel’s cellulite horror! (delete as appropriate).  I don’t own a bikini and display none of those things on the beach so would be a genuine point of difference for your paper.  Surely there are people out there that would rather see pictures of a man on a beach dressed in a shirt, jeans and a sensible pair of brogues cavorting with a bag of chips or pointing at a donkey.  I also make sandcastles.

     

    3.  It Would Benefit My Friends And Family.  And that’s important.  As a fellow practitioner of the Jonathan-Lee-Method-of-Telephonic-Acknowledgement, I too ignore the phone a lot, as I’m usually busy doing something else; often something to do with writing, babies or writing about babies.  This means that I can be quite hard to get hold of.  If you hacked my phone then everyone that calls me for information would be able to keep up with what I’m doing in your newspaper and there’d be fewer calls for me to ignore.  That would greatly benefit both my friends and the woman with the monotone voice that tells me how many messages I have.  She must be quite tired of it.

     

    4.  It Would Benefit Me.  I often don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing or where I’m supposed to be on any given day and my life seems to be an endless whirl of almost-missed appointments and sudden changes of plan.  If my phone was hacked, I could read about what I was supposed to be doing that day in the morning paper.  That would be a big help.  That would save me from buying the diary that I never use once a year and it would save my wife from leaving notes stuck to the espresso machine for me to find in the morning.

     

    5.  It Would Be Interesting.  I’ll level with you: I know almost nothing about Sienna Miller.  She probably spends her time swanning about* in yachts and near red carpets in a gown; I just don’t care enough to find out.  I do, however, know loads about myself so it stands to reason** that I’m more interesting than Sienna Miller.  Who wouldn’t prefer to find out about the lifestyle of a York-based, tiramisu-obsessed father and humourist?  I visit quilt museums and send texts about the war.  That’s the sort of stuff that will really shift papers.

     

    6.  It Would Generate An Additional Revenue Stream.  About 60%*** of my voicemails are from people asking where I am, usually because I’m late or in the wrong place or forgot I was supposed to be somewhere because I didn’t write it down/have time to make a coffee.  With phone location and Google Maps though, it would be possible for a live Marc-location to be streamed on the News of the World website.  At any given moment readers could find out where I was.  I could find out where I was.  And where I’d been too.  I could also pretend to be a glamorous international gadabout by posting my phone to friends overseas. I’d like that, and the subscribers to the Marc-Locator, the Map-o-Marc, the Marc-o-Loco-Tron (I’ll work on the name) would doubtless find it thrilling.  I’d definitely subscribe.

     

    7.  I’m Cheaper Than Sienna Miller.  I’d quite happily settle for £50,000 to have my phone hacked by Rupert Murdoch.  For that, he can have the voicemails, the text messages, the live GPS location, the conversations with my sister about how to dismantle a travel cot and the pictures my wife takes of the cat when I foolishly leave my phone unattended.  At £50,000, I’m a bargain.   Hack me!

     

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    **If we don’t subject this statement to a rigorous analysis.

    ***Made up figure: I’m not so dull that I spend my time cataloguing and categorising my voicemail messages.