However, a cursory glance at even the most highbrowed of organs have left me perplexed as I ponder whether most of these journalistic pieces of piddle are real or Memorex.
I no longer pay the telly tax as I no longer watch live broadcasts although if I’m fair, the real reason behind this is that I resent funding a nest of progressive liberals pretending they are an impartial state broadcaster, but once again peering at the propaganda I perceive no facts but pretence and paradox.
I see a plastic Kim Kardashian has once again popped out her silicon puppies for the paparazzi for another piece of poptastic banality for the Daily Mail's salacious readership.
The Biased Broadcasting Corporation have given an uninterrupted 5 minutes of propaganda to Sadie "Zadie is cooler" Smith who seems to have confused Labour's criminal recidivistic profligacy with a council’s decision to open or close a library and not the incumbent’s decision. Oh, and it’s apparently socially acceptable to steal library books.
The Telegraph are showing some bonkers Tory Baroness Do-As-I-Say-Not-As-I-Do MP saying that Muslims must be persuaded to integrate, as though she was showcasing in some kind of looming "Ihre Papieren bitte!" Teutonic authoritarian socialist parody.
The ironically named Independent has been writing vast wiff-wafflery about some communist called Miliband who has trouble coming to terms with the paradox of anarchists rioting and vandalising in the streets for a bigger state.
The Grauniad’s sourpuss hack of hypocrisy herself, her highness and humanist Mary Louisa Toynbee writes equivocally about the plight of the poor, under trodden proletariat while quickly washing her hands and insincerity of the hideousness of it all and quietly retreats to the barricade of her Tuscany property portfolio where she can bathe unhindered in her self-imposed misery.
“Whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad” – Euripides
Never a truer word spoken.