Wednesday, 30 September 2009

The Sun Wot Won It

I think Russell Brand summed it up best. To paraphrase the great swordsman:

"To me, The Sun is like a happy-go-lucky, yet ever-so-slightly-racist friend:

"Wahey! £7.50 holidays! Bingo! Dolly Birds! Too many immigrants!"

"What was that last one?"

"Dolly birds!"

Today's news that The Sun is no longer backing Labour comes as something of a relief. I've always had a strange relationship with The Sun; it was the paper of choice in our house growing up - I distinctly remember the 'Turn Out The Lights' Kinnock headline - and therefore I have some affection for it despite the fact that I'm repulsed by pretty much everything it represents.

I'm about to teach a night class so don't have time now to really explore this love/hate quandry. I can however recall my thoughts on the matter during my lyric writing days for the fondly remembered sham-rock outfit, The New Pirates:

The Sun and Sky
Brings us down
Invisible empires to which we bow
You're our Stalin now

Take away
My hopes and dreams
Fox and Times teach you what to see
Well you ain't gonna fool me

AOL say all is well
We say "Fuck You! How can you tell?
Your president can't spell"

Victory at Wapping
Gotcha bigger than Charles Foster Kane
There's murder in your name...

And we say Murder Rupert
Murder Rupert
Murder Rupert
Murder Rupert

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