Each week the press is filled with tales of famous men (footballers, boy-band members, bankers, politicians, etc) and fame hungry trollops- the tom-cat morals of those it is offered to on a plate verses fame hungry slappers starved of the oxygen of publicity as their star is in rapid decendance.
Such a sorry state ... and not even news. As a nation we are so celebratory obcessed, you just have to look on the magazine shelves of your local newsagents to see how much, desperate for a glimpse of how the other half live.
Distracted bankers and politicians whose eyes were not on the ball and hopeless role models providing young men with unpleasant expectations (whilst apparently living the dream). As long as I can recall dumb girls have always had their heads turned turned by wealthy / famous / powerful / (often ugly) men, but it's reporting seems more prevalent than ever.
Leading to the inevitable kiss & tells in the tabloids always bleating "But I loved him and thought he loved me!", so what better way of cleansing your love than a tell all expose in the News of the World. Am I alone in thinking that you know what you're getting involved with when you enter into a relationship with a married man?
You never hear the story reversed, famous married woman in torid affair with Z-list hunk. No once again this only exposes the foolishness of men, heads so easily turned by a decent pair of baps and a cast iron guarantee that she will utterly humiliate herself sexually in exchange for a glimpse of the champagne lifestyle. Safe in the knowledge that their wealth and the topsy-turvy legal system will protect them.
I don't want these people protected, but neither do I want them to dominate news reports. So perhaps do me a favour and just
S T O P!
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