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Sunday 4 December 2011

Letts Kick The Dead

Just when one might have thought that the obedient hackery of the legendarily foul mouthed Paul Dacre would observe some boundaries of decency even when laying into their favoured hate figures, along comes a story to prove that literally nothing is off limits – including putting the boot into the memory of those who have been dead for a quarter of a century.

Harry Potter and the Gobshite of Dishonesty

Dacre’s pet dinosaur Quentin Letts (let’s not) has been instructed to smear the Blair family: Tone is despised by Dacre, and his wife Cherie maybe more, so this is a case of so far, so predictable. But the smear does not concern the Blairs at all, except by distant association, because the target of this hatchet job is the late Pat Phoenix, who for more than 20 years featured in pioneer soap Coronation Street.

She died in 1986 after losing her battle with lung cancer: Ms Phoenix had a 60-a-day habit. On her death bed she married long term partner Tony Booth, Cherie’s father, who is himself in poor health after suffering a stroke last year. Letts heads his mean-spirited kicking “Pat Phoenix’s lesson in champagne socialism after ‘coffee morning’ for local church”.

Put directly, Letts suggests that Pat Phoenix and a number of unidentified “actor friends” “swigged champagne” at a coffee morning she had arranged for her local church, following which it is then inferred that she did not hand over all the takings to the church and its roof appeal fund. The source for this “information”, which by coincidence meets the Mail’s agenda, is claimed to be the vicar’s widow.

Except it isn’t, well, not all of it: the quotes attributed to her do not make up even half of the piece. But it’s enough for Letts to execute his smear, knowing that the target of the allegation is long dead, and her former husband in poor health. He then inserts the photo of Cherie Blair as if to dare the Blairs to sue him and his editor, although of course the dead don’t sue.

What sort of example did the late actress Pat Phoenix set her one-time step-daughter Cherie Blair?” asks Letts. Well, Quent, whatever it was is as nothing compared to the example you set other journalists. This is a typically nasty kicking of the dead, by a sneering and snivelling hack who cravenly asks “how high?” when the Vagina Monologue orders him to jump. So no change there, then.


Anonymous said...

“What sort of example did the late actress Pat Phoenix set her one-time step-daughter Cherie Blair?”
What sort of example would he expect, as Cherie was well into her 30s when Pat Phoenix became her mother-in-law only eight days before she died. She must have been very influential to the development of someone already in their 30s, and married with children...
I look at the Mail website when I have insufficient rage, but I dare not venture into the Shiteminds section.

IanH62 said...

I used to think Letts was just a reasonably amusing parliamentary sketch writer. These days I think he is a c*** but having had a look at that Mail webpage, apart from the stupid first line, that segment does seem to be mostly about the vicar's widow's story, assuming that is the gist of what she wrote.

I was more annoyed with the second segment in which he regurgitates the shit about some of the Leveson witnesses meeting at the Century Club. He is back to being a C*** there.

By the way I also despise the Blairs, it's hardly unique to the Mail.