Not the 9 o'clock news

As I'm sure most of you are aware AngryBritain could be considered a 'media whore'. We would attend the opening of an envelope at the mearest whiff of a TV camera being there.

Just such an opportunity arose last Thursday when we were invited to attend the filming of C4's 'The TV Show' hosted by the no-nonsense Krishnan Guru-Murthy. It was quite simply a masterclass in journalism and TV done properly.

The topics were swearing on TV and C4's coverage of MJ's death. Yes just in case you missed it AngryBritain's Angry Blog is saddened to inform you that Michael Jackson, is dead.

I'm sure the show is available now on 4oD or online if you want to see what we look like or watch some interesting telly for a change. While time constraints meant we didn't get to say anything we are quite easy to spot. Look for the fat bloke in a black polo shirt, ill advised brown shoes and the glare of the studio lights reflecting off his balding pate. Though we'd like to add that similar afflictions have done Jeremy Clarkson's TV career no harm whatsoever.

We got invited on thanks to Twitter and this really is the point of today's post, the world of news and how its delivered has changed. The internet has enabled the rest of us to get involved. The rise of the celebrity bloggers such as Perez Hilton and Guido Fawkes, and celeb Tweeters such as Krishnan (twitter/krishgm) give us unprecedented access to the media, and them to us. In fact on Friday yours truely got a call from our friends at BBC 5 Live asking for help with a show they were doing. How cool is that?.

For those of us who've hit 30 something and have realised that a career in journalism was what we really wanted when we left school, the internet gives us a chance to practice and a platform for our voice. So log on and get blogging or tweeting. If it can happen for Perez and Guido, it can happen to you.

And maybe even me.

Strictly Sod-Off

'Hang your dirty knickers on the line'.

 

Somewhat unsuprisingly McBroon and his cronies have resorted to 'juvenile' and unfounded smear tactics as they watch themselves lose their grip on power, and the cold hard reality of life in Britain today.

 

While the rest of us travel to jobs we hate, worried about how we will feed and clothe our children and whether we will still have jobs to go to tomorrow, behind closed doors at LabourHQ plans were afoot to concoct stories about the sex lives and mental health of Cameron and Co. in the blue corner.

 

'Spin doctor' McBride obviously had one too many in the Commons bar that day, on expenses, and set to work with the interweb. Presumably surfing YouPorn and LabourList before firing off a few choice words to the husband of Kate-Strictly-Bad-Ballroom-Garraway, Derek Draper.

 

Draper, no doubt feeling inferior to his TV-totty wife, saw his chance to take to the floor and perform a few spins of his own. Like a 'Red Rag' to a bull.

 

Unfortunately for them both, it never quite came off. Thanks to blogger Paul 'Guido Fawkes' Staines who received copies of these emails and broke the story on his blog (http://www.order-order.com/) the pages of the papers are filled with this sordid tale, opening Britain's eyes yet-again to the murky world of Number 10.

 

AngryBritain thinks it's a bit of the shame that the Red Rag blog McBride and Draper devised never got going: 

 

'Cameron has secret 4x4, 'Osbourne has crack and whore habit', Brown IS the Messiah ...

 

If there was a weekly phone vote for the Government we are pretty sure McBroon and his chums would have been voted off years ago and we very much doubt they would ever have been Brucie's favourites.