Friday, 3 October 2008

No Joe Kinnear...

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This may have absolutely nothing to do with New Humanist but what the hell, it's Friday afternoon. Forget Biden-Palin, the biggest talking point in our office today has been football, or more specifically Newcastle United interim manager Joe Kinnear's foul-mouthed rant at the gathered media corps during a press conference yesterday. He managed to stuff 52 swear words into a 5 minute session (and yes he did use the big 'C', several times) and burn the last few rotting bridges he must have had with Britain's sports journalists. It reminds you of the old Wimbledon "Crazy Gang" days, and it's certainly an amusing diversion from the usual clich├ęd football manager nonsense. Here's a taster:
JK Which one is Simon Bird [Daily Mirror's north-east football writer]?

SB Me.

JK You're a cunt.

SB Thank you.

The Guardian have kindly transcribed the interview in full, uncensored, while the Daily Mirror (as you see above, it was their own Simon Bird who had the dubious honour of triggering the rant) has the full audio, albeit with an amount of bleeps that makes it almost unlistenable (and their print report censors all the swearing too).

With this censorship in mind, I have a question – why do tabloids deem it acceptable to run uncensored pictures of topless women, while at the first sign of a swear word their writers leap for the asterix key?

I'll leave that one with you.


Tom Rees said...