Reprobate

Today is Saturday, 24 November 2012.

When Ruptured Rupert Murdoch bought The Wall Street Journal in 2007, he boasted that it would soon replace The New York Times as the national newspaper and paper of record.  (How’s that workin’ out for ya, duck?) 

This from an autocrat whose most significant contribution to journalism would be the (admittedly enjoyable) Page Three Girls of The Sun, who posed fetchingly topless, and whose state of undress was complemented by “their” (wink wink) pronouncements on issues and events of the day.  (“Amber finds the evidence of global warming severely lacking.”)

As a long-time occasional reader of WSJ (and a daily reader while working on Wall Street), I found that a more genteel conservatism and parlour bigotry was replaced under Ruptured by unrelenting blunt force trauma.

Case in point:  a headline in the issue of 17-18 November – “How Mexico Invaded America”.  What seemed to promise armed border incursions by Federales, or at least illegal immigrants hoping to mow lawns, was in fact a review of three new books on the taco.

Rupert the Ruptured Reprobate.  (In the spirit of the season, these words may be sung to "Rudolph".)