...and a couple of gold stars to the cameraman who didn't warn Robinson that his fatuous twaddle, fatuous twadlle that Robinson's viewers would forget as soon as he stopped talking, was being interrupted by something real
This clip reminded me of a point I've tried to communicate to fellow Loons and Bloggers who still, deep down, nurse the idea that there are 'Good' mainstream journalists out there who, given the right material and circumstances, will help change the world
No, no there are not
There are no dishevelled, semi-alcholic rogues with a passion for a scoop begging their editors for 'just another 24 hours'. Just like there is no Death Star sporting a critical design flaw that makes it vulnerable to a single shot from a lone virtuous warrior
These are myths brought to you by the people who fabricate the news and manufacture Death Stars
Sorry
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