Mr Trump has turned the US into a Russian satrapy. His ménage with Boris and Natasha puts his political loyalties in question.
Fox News is the Vatican of fake news.
The US media is not exactly comprised of rocket scientists. Journalism isn’t a difficult major. But the reason why the media is “manipulated” is that it is part of the journalistic game. Controversy attracts eyeballs and clicks, and both the media and Trump know this. Hence, they feed each other: Trump provides the outrage and the media dutifully report it. Advertising dollars follow.
A media strike would be poignant, except the journalists should attend the Trump pressers but ask no questions. That would leave Breitbart and Fox News as the likely sole sycophants.
Kate Beckinsale will always be Selene to me.
Fox News has purveyed fake news for two decades. Breitbart is riding on old Rupe’s coattails.
Steve Bannon is the bin Laden of journalism.
Mr Trump is Thatcher on steroids, Reagan on donepezil.
It is not surprising that a billionaire tops the Forbes’ list.
Frontality is passé.
Sadly, gun ownership in America has gone from being a hobby to an addiction. Promiscuous gun laws only promote the addiction.
The 2nd amendment was especially important in areas of the new nation where slaves outnumbered free persons.
Neither Brexit nor Trump nor Sanders will/would fix the economy. But false hopes die hard.
It’s not news that journalism thrives on conflict. It’s not the business of journalism to create consensus. However, it should be the business of journalism to offer reality-based reportage.
On the fiftieth anniversary of the Cultural Revolution: It is no surprise that the today’s Party Capitalists remain silent about the crimes of their Party Communist predecessors, one of the dumbest, barbaric, ideology-driven political programs in world history.
As much as Mr Rubio was unqualified for the Presidency and would have been dangerous if in close range of the nuclear button, his Twitter retort to journalists who launder innuendo through “unnamed sources” is well played.
Celebrity feminism is the only feminism that is functioning effectively.
On Venezuela: Fossil fuel dependent revolutions are inevitably short-lived.
The original Boston Tea Party involved posh British-colonial landed gentry and wealthy merchants, who disguised themselves as blacks, Indians, and women in order to carry off what amounted to economic espionage; it was behavior worthy of what today would be called the Bullington Club ethos of the participants.
Members of the media show their true colours during a disaster, no longer the esteemed “4th Estate” revealing the truth of power, but rather a rapacious horde producing soon to be unconfirmed “scoops” as the prize of fleeting journalistic glory.
Is it too early for Je suis Lena (Dunham)?
Harry Kane is the English Messi. Nothing can stop him.
I’m pleased to see Ms Knox having a joyous sense of relief after the vendetta waged against her for eight years has finally come to an end.
I had been under the impression that the leather kilt was made famous by Kimye. However, a google search reveals Axl Rose wearing the leather. Yet another strike against Kimye!
Egyptian street posh (i.e., neo-dandyism) is a vital weapon against the medieval monotheism.
From Emailgate in America (Hillary Clinton) to Kitchengate in England (Ed Miliband). Can contemporary journalism sink any lower than this?
Re alleged misandry: Men hate other men, and often kill each other wantonly. Why then should men care whether women hate them.
Making little headway and facing the wrath of the Greek electorate, the new government has reached the point of desperation (see Nikos Paraskevopoulos’s reference to German “war reparations”). Greece is looking for any excuse to default.
From afar (NYC), Mr Farage sounds like an extremist. He appears to stand in a long line of politicians who willingly demonise a minority of the population in order to gain political power. In other words, he seeks British unity through the promotion of division. Quite the paradox. On this side of the pond, he would be indistinguishable from the Palins, Bachmanns, Huckabees, etc.
The Napster generation (e.g., Kim Dotcom, Pharrell etc.) thinks piracy is OK. Arr!
Hall and Oates’ “Kiss on My List” is one of the last great keyboard driven pop songs.
The new Hillary Clinton “scandal” will prompt Maureen Dowd’s 1099th to 1121st columns on the Clintons.
The use of hyperbole to sustain an intellectually flimsy argument is a fairly common practice among journalists.
Did you know there’s an “emo rap” musical genre? I’m sad just thinking about it.