David Bullard, whose  really making the  B side of the chicken song come to life, has more than fulfilled the promise of his bio  to be infuriatingly  irritating in his weekend column.

Most blog sites are the air guitars of journalism. They’re cobbled together by people who wouldn’t stand a hope in hell of getting a job in journalism, mainly because they have very little to say. It’s rather sad how many people think the tedious minutiae of their lives will be of any interest to anyone else.

So let's start. Most blogger's don't want a job in journalism , most people taking pictures of their  kids aren't aspiring to be professional photographers and  most people holding a cigar are not attempting to be professional fellators ( check out the bio pic) .  Starting out with such a fundamentally flawed view  is likely to lead to some interestingly hyperbolic and  less than sane sounding statements..  ssh quiet, I think one is sneaking past right now...

"I do, however, object to some anonymous, scrofulous nerd pumping meaningless drivel into cyberspace at all hours of the day and night simply because he can’t find a girl to sleep with him. These are the sort of w ackos who gun down their fellow students at university"

Is that an ad bloginem attack?   He then goes on to whine ( rhymes with opine)  on the restrictions real journalist are under and that it's a shame that  they have to obey the very tenets of professionalism that  he was using to set himself up as a legitimate, interesting  person A person that has  decided that  you should only read real and paid opinions , for your own good that the state has ok'ed.    

boy is someone going to be upset

Source: Sunday Times - Columnists - David Bullard