“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968

Monday, 11 July 2011

Profumo was small beer compared to this.

During the Profumo Scandal of 1963 never a day went by without new revelations about the privileged elite and their never ending fascination with the seamy side of life. The News Of The World, a popular Sunday paper now discontinued, paid Christine Keeler a whopping 25 grand for the full shag and tell. In the end it was just too much and Harold Macmilan, a man who had more integrity in one digit than Cameron and his Cotswold coke heads will ever be able to muster between them, was eventually hounded from office. I honestly think that the Murdoch Scandal will make Profumo look like a minor office affair before it's finished. At the moment there just seems no end to it and apparently no hurt that the Dirty Digger would not cause in order to increase the circulation of his fetid organ. Mind you, it might be as well for people like me to take time out from our collective jumping up and clicking together of heels and read the thoughtful piece from Peter Wilby in today's Guardian.

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