The overall impression I got from reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas was that he was taking drugs and reporting back so that you didn’t have to.
Well this week’s been the same for me, but instead of the mind-expanding world that concerned Thompson, I am committed to the mind-reducing ignorance of the tabloids. Maybe, when I’m standing next to Littlejohn on the white cliffs of Dover shouting expletives in the direction of Europe you’ll remember the sacrifice I made so that you could be enlightened and tolerant.
This week: Jordan and Peter Andre and their continuing slow-motion car-crash of a divorce…
