Perv Brit editor at overly perv-oriented Murdoch chain accused by Brit justice officials of being pervy about something really big: perverting the course justice

It was back in 2006 that Jack Shafer posted a piece in Slate magazine about the New York Post’s over-use of the slangy word “perv.”  For the eight years ended with the article’s publication, the Post had used the word “perv” in headlines “at least” 642 times, and shoehorned in the word pervert in 59 more stories, Shafer grumbled.

“That’s almost 90 a year,” added Shafer, who may have been writing with a calculator on his desktop, foreshadowing CNN anchor Erin Burnett’s TV puff piece self-hyping her credentials on the grounds that when she was a business reporter she always ran her own numbers.

But Slate's story wasn’t just about pervy bean counting. Shafer had a point to make. “It’s not just that the Post goes there. It’s that they go there so often. It’s enough to make you wonder, who are the real pervs?” he asked.

Good question. The succeeding years haven’t made Rupert Murdoch’s New York Post any less perv-happy. For examples go here. Or here.  Or (yecch!) here. Or even here.

Some of the stories had to do with people I’d agree are perverts. In other cases, the label is so egregiously pasted on so many people that you gotta wonder whether the mere act of pasting labels has become a perversion.

It’s so bad that now the Daily News and other local and online publications are getting their teeth into the P-word. This is one of Rupert Murdoch’s lesser contributions to the quality of life in New York. Although, come to think of it, I can’t put my finger on any greater ones just now.

That is why I’m so thrilled that Murdoch’s right-hand editorial woman, Rebekah Brooks, has been busted in England for “conspiring to pervert justice.” Oh the pervyness of it all!

Look, given the loosey-goosey way in which Murdoch publications pitch people as pervs, I’m glad to invoke similar standards in judging Brooks. She spells her named “Rebekah?” Right there, that spelling is pervy. Have you seen a picture of her red dredlocks? Pervy if you ask me.

All kidding aside, perverting justice is no joke in England. 

All this journalistic hackery has led to phone hacking, trial-by-headlines, a perversion (there’s that word again) of the American justice system as well as the British, and probably to sour milk in supermarkets.

What should we do? If it were up to me, I’d throw Murdoch, Brooks and the entie editorial staff of the New York Post in the pig barn, lock the door, and throw away the key.

Revenge tastes best when it crawls, bites and is just a bit icky

From The Wall Street Journal, one of the extremely biased right wing News Corp'ss own publications, comes a blog with the cheering message that Rupert Murdoch has bedbugs.

Well, at least his offices probably do. So if I were you I'd be careful about taking home a copy of The Wall Street Journal, Barrons or the New York Post. Just to be absolutely, positively on the safe side (who knows what those cables can transmit?) I'd avoid watching Fox News, too.

Couldn't happen to a nicer twister of a news, spitter on journalistic tradition, and pooper on the truth.

Shame on you, Rupert Murdoch! Your New York Post seems to be offering advice to terrorists. How many dead Americans is it worth to sell papers?

There’s a fine line between exposing a weakness in airline security and helping terrorists to exploit that same weakness.

The New York Post, one of the mass circulation junk newspapers in Rupert Murdoch’s harem of journalistic harlotry, seems to have slithered across that line, without giving a tinker’s damn for the lives of the millions of Americans who fly.

The article appeared in print on Thursday, January 2^nd. You can see it here.

The article tells the exploits of Lorena Mongelli, a Post reporter who managed to get through a metal detector at JFK with a titanium necklace in her jeans pocket. A serious threat to airline security? Possibly. Or possibly not.

But unlike the web article, the full-page “exposé” in the print edition of the Post also contained a sidebar, listing three different weapons that an actual terrorist can use to get past security.

That’s it, above. Just take it to your friendly neighborhood weapons store and proceeed after that directly to the airport with your weapon. (I’ve retouched out the names and model numbers of those weapons to discourage terrorist wannabes.)

The article also provided a suggestion about a “homemade” weapon—useful help for terrorists who’ve shown that they’ll follow up on any recommendation, from shoe bombs to jockstrap bombs.

No doubt, the Post thinks this kind of stuff will help them sell extra papers. The evidence is pretty clear. Editor Col Allen was quoted as saying, "I'll get fired not because Rupert doesn't like the stories I put in the paper. I'll get fired because we don't sell newspapers."

Well, I have no doubt this how-to-smuggle-a-weapon-onto-a-plane story will help them sell extra papers to terrorists, and that it will rate reproduction in The Terrorist Cookbook.

Shame on you Lorena Mongelli, who shares a byline for this subversive horror of a story with Tom Namako. I’m guessing Tom’s a rewrite man. Since this was not breaking news that had to be phoned in on the quick, I have to assume Namako got assigned to the story too because Lorena can’t write her way out of a paper bag.

Shame also on you, Col Allen. And please, the fact that you may have yet another booze-induced hangover is no excuse.

And of course, shame on Rupert Murdoch.

Rupe and Col are foreigners and ought to be deported and banned forever from entering the country for giving material aid and comfort to the enemy.

Lorena and Tom just ought to have their faces slapped, and then get deported to Podunk, where they might be able to cover meetings of the local school board and sewer district without endangering the lives of their fellow citizens.

Lesbians with pink pistols: Murdoch media empire weirdos air their perv sex fantasies to the world

Some while ago, a psychiatrist in New York got sued by a patient because he had an affair with her.

If true, what he did was most certainly a grave violation of medical ethics. What it most certainly was not was an act of perversion. This had to do with plain vanilla sexual intercourse between two consulting adults. And no, I’m not going to offer you the URL – the poor guy has been identified and hounded enough – although you can tease it out of a search engine if you’re that sick.

Anyway, whether it was newsworthy or not that a patient was suing her doctor, the New York Post splashed it all over their front page, labeling him in giant type a “Perv Doc.”

Iraq was going to hell in a handbasket, New Orleans was a mess, the healthcare system was a disaster, the White House was firing prosecutors who refused to act as police state character assassins – and Murdoch’s New York Post had nothing better to investigate and put on its front page than a doctor who had an affair? And then to label him a “Perv?”

Yup.

That’s why I’m so amazed – totally, astoundingly amazed – that the New York Post – a member of the same Murdoch publishing family as the Fox News Network – hasn’t bothered to expose and expunge the perv broadcasters in their own ranks.

I’m talking about those disgusting pervs Bill O’Reilly and his perv-o “Fox News crime analyst" Rod Wheeler. Yes folks, he calls himself Rod.

You’ll find a full report of the story and a clip of the pervy Fox broadcast that got it all going here:

http://dneiwert.blogspot.com/2007/07/oreilly-and-pistol-packin-mamas.html

But what it boils down to is that O’Reilly and his Rod seem to be having wild sex fantasies about imaginary gangs of Lesbians with pink Glock pistols, roaming the streets all over America’s great cities, committing violence, mayhem and rape.

It also turned out, in an interview, that Wheeler couldn’t document any of these claims, couldn’t point out a source, couldn’t do squat except insist that it was all true – wherever the “information” about this so-called national trend he was reporting on came from.

In other words he – or perhaps he and his perv enabler Bill O’Reilly - made it all up. Or to put it plainly, it’s their perv sex fantasy.

Look, if those two guys simply went into the garage, dropped their pants, and jerked off together to imaginary images of lesbians with pink Glocks in rapacious street sex orgies, it wouldn’t yank my own crank one iota.

But when the anti-perv news organization start airing their own perverted fantasies on the air, it’s time to take them off the air.

And to make them register as sex offenders. Never mind truth offenders.