Loosing The Plot: The BBC and Kate McCann

And if the BBC wonders why I refuse to buy a television licence, well here's another reason they can add to the list.

Which hopefully they will file alongside the others in the same place from which they draw their reason, integrity and judgement.

Good Morning Sunday
Sunday 14 March
7.00-9.00am BBC RADIO 2

On Mothering Sunday, Aled Jones says Good Morning Sunday to Kate McCann, mother of missing child Madeleine McCann, who has found comfort from her Roman Catholic faith since her daughter's disappearance. BBC Press Office

It's just too staggering for words isn't it? That's why I'm going to keep mine to a minimum other than to say.

Lady, if this is the metric for your judgement calls, I'm absolutely delighted that you are not my doctor, and even more delighted that your alter ego, demented husband and doctor, Gerry McCann, isn't my consultant.

It is to an asylum register that you both belong, not a medical one.

A few picked at random that don't go anywhere near expressing Kate McCann's suitability as a mother, least of all one that has enough brass neck to discuss it on the radio. Posted alphabetically.

Keith Olbermann

This above must have been the most bizarre result I have ever had from a Google image search; found under the "Pariah" tag.

Filed under the name Good Parenting.

Aled Jones talks to Kate McCann on Mothering Sunday. Kate McCann and "mothering." Those words belong together like Gary Glitter and child protection. more, Sometimes I wonder, From My Big Desk.

Don't we all.


h/t Anna Andress - Jill Havern

David Cameron Flying With The Crows

This first five are re-ups, as much to show how this theme has evolved as much as anything.







I can't recall the exact reason for this above, but I guess it doesn't take much figuring out.



Today's offering.

The Daily Mail's Kate McCann Gallery of Woe

A more cynical man than myself might quite easily misunderstand the Daily Mail's choice of images in their depiction of Kate McCann.

The same cynical man might possibly think that the Mail's attempt, overflowing as it is, with bleeding heart sympathy for the poor lamb, might be not be entirely, quite as it seems.

But what care we for the cynic and his perceptions, what care we at all? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing, words fallen from the pen with an ease, an ease that was only to be matched by that of his own downfall, the poor old darling Oscar.

I've always been a Daily Mail reader. I prefer it to a newspaper. OW 

Perhaps I should leave you to arrive at your own conclusions regarding the Mail's choice of photographs of the poor hapless little love, which quite obviously she is, you only have to look at the photographs to see that!


All images sourced only from the pages of the Daily Mail.

Have an update.

The Daily Mail was Britain's first daily newspaper aimed at the newly-literate "lower-middle class market resulting from mass education, combining a low retail price with plenty of competitions, prizes and promotional gimmicks"

Yes quite.


A little about the Editor of the Mail, and one of his chums.

The current Prime Minister Gordon Brown, though, is reportedly a personal friend of Dacre. In 2002, when Brown was Chancellor of the Exchequer, Dacre commented: "I have an awful lot of admiration for Gordon Brown. I feel he is one of the very few politicians of this administration who's touched by the mantle of greatness". Brown returned the favour to Dacre at an event at the Savoy Hotel which celebrated the tenth anniversary of his editorship of the Mail in 2003. In a video presentation, the then Chancellor of the Exchequer said that Dacre "has devised, developed and delivered one of the great newspaper success stories of any generation" and was "someone of great journalistic skill , an editor of great distinction and someone of very great personal warmth" Wiki

From the same source

Dacre's stated objective is:

...to restore much more integrity to the British political system than exists at the moment, and [one hopes] then that [the] newspapers will respond in kind and gradually will persuade people that what they hear in Parliament is to be believed, and they will trust the newspapers to tell them that.

And lastly this. It is at times quite humorous what you come across by chance. I wanted some large images of Northcliffe House, the home of the Mail, and found myself directed to Flickr where I captured this little gem.

Right click, open in new tag.

Election Time

I may add to to this theme, but these for now.











Puzzled on a couple were you? clicky.

Gallery Eighty Three

h/t Potsy

McCann, o teu nome é Morte.

652 x 559 if you need a download.