Monday

Zen 941: It's rare these days to be surprised and sickened by a newspaper...

... but I think the News of the World has just managed it.

Invading someone's privacy by hacking their voicemail in order to publish lurid and titillating 'inside stories' for your drooling army of mentally subnormal readers, that's pretty bad right?

But what could be worse?

Ooh, I know! You could hack the voicemail of a schoolgirl who's gone missing and later turns out to have been horribly murdered by a serial killer.

Then you could listen to all the messages left by distressed friends and relatives.

Then you could delete some of those messages because the murdered schoolgirl's voicemail box is now inconveniently full, thereby giving her family false hope that she's alive because surely the only person who could be deleting those messages would be the schoolgirl herself and not some monstrous cunt of a gutter 'journalist' with the moral constitution of a Nazi doctor.

Just for the record, that scumbag was called Glenn Mulcaire, god rot him, and the editor of the filthy rag at the time was Rebekah Wade, now Brooks, god rot her too.

I'm not usually one for hopping on board outpourings of public indignation, but in this case I genuinely hope they both go to prison for a long time, and the News of the World gets fined out of existence. Bastards.


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