Showing posts with label whatever happened to journalistic integrity? Olympus has Fallen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whatever happened to journalistic integrity? Olympus has Fallen. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Disgusted with the Daily Mail

I don't think I have ever been more disgusted with The Daily Mail. Yesterday, three people, including a child, lost their lives due to bombs exploding during the Boston Marathon. Today, above their main news headline about this tragic event they are running a moving banner that reads "Breaking News...Attack on The White House" It is part of an advert for the film Olympus Has Fallen. If you happen to focus on that moving banner as I did when I first opened the Daily Mail website it looks very much like another awful tragedy has occurred.

I really think this sort of mindless, insensitive and aggressive marketing is totally unacceptable. Factor in the ridiculous articles by self promoting female journalists in their Femail section willing to sell their souls and their families for cash, the bigoted writing of the likes of Richard Littlejohn and Jan Moir and the general twisted reporting and homage to celebrity culture The Daily Mail isn't worth reading anymore. In fact, I'm not sure why I've been reading it anyway - perhaps because when I do I actually spend more time reading the comments which at least provide an interesting look into British public opinion. That's about it though. I can't see much else of value.

Anyway, enough is enough. I've deleted The Daily Mail from my bookmarks. There genuinely is a market for a lightweight, easy to read online and print newspaper with balanced and responsible reporting.

Unfortunately, it isn't The Daily Mail.

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