Flicking through yesterday's London Lite, that bastion of investigative journalism and thought-provoking writing from dear Mr Murdoch, I found an article about Lilly Allen.
Nearly half of a full A4 page had been dedicated to this article, which had absolutely nothing of substance to impart other than that Ms Allen is now happy after her recent tour woes.
How did the highly-trained, highly-paid journalist know? He read it on her Myspace page. Rather he cleverly deemed it to be so, as denoted by the smiley face in her 'current mood' section.
That, ladies & gentleman, is the state of journalism today. You don't even have to move from your plush office, in your plush Kensington headquarters to get a scoop. A few quick clicks and Myspace will solve all your problems.
I despair.
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