It’s such a bitter taste of defeat as I stare out my window each morning

torontoboy45

mostlycheerful wrote: »

Yes, turns out she's already got a lodger - and the lodger's a nudie!!! A nudie lodger running amok in your gaff, omigod, whatever next. And they do hair pulling and screaming! What, in their birthday suits? Oo, very visual, quick, get the cameras out. Hilarious. It's all coming out now, truth will out, warts and all. Fantastic, what a soap opera, this one's going to run and run. You couldn't make it up, it's an absolute classic. And the English are supposed to be eccentric and weird. Oh yeah? Well, that's as maybe but this is right up there, I can see a book and then part 2 about this coming soon. And you could even re enact it all on the radio and telly and youtube, very topical, very funny, very human interest and gossip and all that. Very tragi-comedy satire in all the best traditions, full of grotesques and loonies and hidden truth peeping out in dribs and drabs. Little cliff hangers to keep you waiting for the next instalment, building the tension and interest. Then what, a big denouement at some point? Followed by fall out and yet more characters jumping on the gravy train bandwagon. Keep it coming everyone, I look forward to the next instalment.

cheerful: is it possible -just possible - that this media !!!!! has spent a few hrs studying the modus operandi of liz jones?

off now to enjoy my bottle of hoegaarden.

edit: oh no. the filter objects to the word w-h-o-r-e. I thought I was the only catholic around here.

PasturesNew

doire wrote: »

Here she is in the future :rotfl:

What appalling dress sense. If that's what money does for you I'm glad to be poor.

mostlycheerful

toronto : “cheerful: is it possible -just possible - that this media !!!!! has spent a few hrs studying the modus operandi of liz jones?”

Yes, toronto and others, definite similarities, both silly twit hacks gobbing off about what an idiot they’ve been and posing as hard done by when actually they’re larging it up living the life of riley while meanwhile loads of real people just down the road from their palaces are genuinely having a terrible time of it and half the world’s starving. Nice work if you can get it, though. It must be a hoot getting paid loads just to write superficial cack slagging yourself off. And pretending to be up the junction when in fact you’re loaded and it’s only going down the pan cos you’ve been such an untogether numpty. That’s pretty good. Beats bog cleaning any day, which is about all they’d be fit for otherwise.

Recently the Lez Jeans moron was going around trying to make offers on property despite having no money, massive debts and not even a single viewing on her enormous spread, let alone a preliminary offer, let alone a proceedable offer. Then blaming the estate agents and slagging them off when they politely tell her to stop wasting their time and get lost.

Despite her crass timewasting stupidity being pointed out to her :

“With a house to sell, you’re not really in a strong position…but you are in no position to proceed, are you?”

She doesn’t have the good grace to admit her error but simply sneers at the estate agents as if somehow her ignorance and bad attitude is their fault :

“How, honestly, do these cack-handed morons stay in business?”

Estate agents. Spawn of Satan, or hard-working, knowledgeable folk?
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/debate/article-1295591/Estate-agents-Spawn-Satan-hard-working-knowledgeable-folk.html#ixzz136kJnQu3

Priceless. Such gross inanity. And what an appalling wretched attitude. What a wrong’un. But a highly paid wrong’un, who a lot of people enjoy reading, so, why not? Why not, indeed. She gets paid to bleat about herself and make a coconut of herself in public! Amazing. So actually these media tarts are having the last laugh, all the way to the bank.

Can anyone do it? Nah, you’ve got to have some front, some elan and eclat, some style, to pull that one off, so, fair dos, it actually takes skill to be an idiot in public and get paid bucket loads of money for it. Funny old world when obnoxious cretinous lunacy, if done well, pays good money.

And actually, let’s face it, who’s the loser, I type my cack and post it here for free and about five people read it, they flog theirs for hundreds or even thousands every time and five hundred thousand people read it. So actually they’re onto a winner and I just don’t even exist. They’re up there with the gods and I’m not even sheet on their shoe.

But do I want to be? Um, nah, I don’t think so, not my cup of tea. I’d rather be invisible and anonymous than in the public eye being roasted and having mud chucked at me all the time from every direction.

Except that I spose you just ignore the roasting and the mud and get on with making the money and having a larf, innit, so, er maybe I should reconsider. And the more roasting and mud and attention and publicity that you can magic up then the more successful you are, actually.

Could I make it as a journalist or a writer? Do I want to? Well, I spose you just put out tons of stuff everywhere and target it to the market and make sure it’s good and hits a nerve – and you beat off the competition and wade in there and make it happen, if you want it badly enough. If you can gob off words like wallpaper then it’s more just about hard work and pushing yourself forward and writing for the market rather than just randomly for yourself, isn’t it. It doesn’t just happen to you, you have to make it happen. Anyway, maybe in another lifetime. In the meantime it must be time for MORE BEER

kabayiri

The_White_Horse wrote: »

i'd do her. this statement won't help with her debts*, but might help her self esteem.

*unless she charges

I think she only charges enough to pay for a "Grande Latte Mocca Chocca Special" and "Brie supreme on Rye" per day.

However, being Dublin, this is about 450 euros !:eek: