Overnight, it appears that the abusive and threatening
Twitter presence known as @tabloidtroll first went private, and then was
deleted. Thus was closed a less than pleasant chapter in the realms of
trolling, threatening behaviour, and stalking, to the general relief of those
who would rather it had never been there in the first place. He is going to
write a book – well, so long as I don’t have to read it, and all that.
Although @tabloidtroll was a singularly unpleasant
individual – claims that the account had more than one author were not, as with
much of its content, grounded in fact – there were lighter moments among the
threats, smears, obsessive pursuits, unsolicited phone calls (I kid you not),
trolling of contributors to the Leveson Inquiry, and the constant talk of
arriving on the doorstep.
Take the hacking trial, for starters: almost exactly two
years ago, @tabloidtroll proclaimed to the world, in the style of the woman
from the Resistance in ‘Allo ‘Allo, “Saying
this once: Hope Andy Coulson isn’t charged today – and if he is that whatever
they lay on him doesn’t stick. Great journalist”. Thus was Coulson cursed:
he is now doing a stretch in Belmarsh.
Likewise @tabloidtroll’s unequivocal support for Neville “Stylish Masturbator” Thurlbeck: “Neville Thurlbeck has told the BBC he is ‘most
surprised and disappointed’ to have been charged with phone hacking ... and that he will ‘fight vigorously’ to
clear his name ... these are just charges. Proving is something else”. Nev
is, apparently, sharing a cell with Coulson.
For some light relief, there was the occasional discussion
of what would happen when @tabloidtroll turned up on the doorstep of one of his
critics (given his behaviour, there was always a good choice of these). He was “ever more convinced one-on-one is required
here”. A friend offered to accompany him; clearly no man is of perfect
courage. And someone else would film proceedings.
But for sheer unintended hilarity, there was the insight
into investigative journalism: “So who is
this blogging clown speaking of his admiration for Gaddafi?” he announced
triumphantly. He had found someone called Tim Fenton. The problem was, it wasn’t
me, and I was the intended target. @tabloidtroll had not understood that there
are several people who style themselves thus.
This message did not at first get through. So a little later,
we got “Happily for anyone in Crewe who
has forgotten Gaddafi’s war crimes the Guardian archive has this”. But it
still wasn’t me. Although he knew where I lived, which would be useful, were I to
forget. And @tabloidtroll did everyone a great service: nobody needed to
explain the worst tabloid hack mentality. He was it. And now he’s quit.
I’d like to have something positive to say about him. But
sadly I don’t. At all.
2 comments:
just a thought - any connection to those dodgy letters from a few weeks ago..?
Not as far as I know ...
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