As a well-known film trailer once put it, most of what follows is true.
Sorry, no names, no dick pics
Recently, [Redacted] strayed from the straight and narrow, becoming embroiled in a relationship with a woman who works for A Major International Organisation. Regrettably, she cannot be identified either, and we must refer to her as Ms X.
Ms X, at some point during the encounter, took a photo of [Redacted]’s genitalia. And so began The Saga Of [Redacted]’s Dick.
[Redacted] later decided he wanted no more to do with Ms X, who was distinctly unimpressed with this state of affairs. She decided to take her revenge on [Redacted], and would use the photo of his genitalia to do so.
Armed with the photo, she took her story to A Well Known Website, sure in the knowledge that the new media would welcome this opportunity to put one over on [Redacted].
The people at A Well Known Website, sensing the potential of this story to generate More And Bigger Paycheques For Themselves Personally Now, decided to approach A Major Media Organisation, with whom they enjoyed A Close Working Relationship.
This caused quite a stir at A Major Media Organisation, where the photo was referred to middle management, then senior management, finally landing on the desk of the Top Exec. It was that important. And there was one more consideration to take into account.
The Top Exec of A Major Media Organisation and [Redacted] were old friends. They went back many years. And so it was that A Major Media Organisation spiked The Saga Of [Redacted]’s Dick there and then.
And, just to make sure, word was given to the people at A Well Known Website that if they knew what was good for them, they too would take no further action on the story.
All of this meant that Ms X failed to get her story out there, [Redacted] shrugged off his little local difficulty, the Fourth Estate had successfully looked after one of its pals, and the public was denied the kind of story that the press love to run about anyone else.
[Redacted] still struts his stuff around his media patch, knowing that someone has his back. If only it was the same for the little people.