In backwater media news, my local twice-weekly paper has a special "cute kids" 8-page supplement in today's edition. I'm not sure what's more surprising about this: that the age-old "beautiful baby" contest is apparently alive and well in the 21st century; that there isn't an outraged campaign by some local nutjob or other against the publication of a "paedophile's shopping list" (that I know of, anyway. Maybe I should start one. Won't somebody think of the children (but not in that way)?); or that the circulation is so low that guaranteed sales to the doting relatives of the 127 brats featured makes this a worthwhile endeavour. Actually, I can believe that one quite easily, come to think of it.
There was also a letter in the ever-fascinating "Write to reply" section that confused me somewhat. Maybe you can decipher it, dear reader
Dear Editor, - Michael Gallagher (PA, May 18) suggests that God may know what happens to the waste councils send to China.
With his green credentials, one tends to think he may prefer a female deity to invoke.
Let's hope this female deity helps us solve our planet's problems.
Name and addressed supplied
The correspondent is replying to a letter claiming that there was no point in utilising the local council's recycling facilities as some waste is shipped to China for processing - there's another reply from a councillor refuting the claims. Quite what the author is trying to say, though, is anyone's guess. I think it's attempting to be an insult, but the delivery is so garbled I really can't be sure. It no doubt sounded great in the author's head. Can't hear Robert Webb saying it though...
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