Judica Me, Deus

Give judgment for me, O God





 

17 December 2003

Letter to the Editor of The Australia

TO: Michael Stutchbury

Dear Stutchy,

John Singleton casually told Phillip Adams during a famous TV slanging match that he (Phillip) was 'a million words looking for an editor'.

Now Stutchy, mate, fair crack of the whip, wouldn't you think those million words are up by now? Thirty years of your Phillip Adams is surely enough for one country, one world, one century...?

You've sent Australia's foremost professional bigot and hypocrite on a Christmas break. Do us a favour send him on a permanent break.

There has to be a burgeoning after-supper-speech circuit in seaside retirement villages and country old age homes to invigorate all those ossifying '60s minds. Fat wallets and shrinking brains! Phillip has always had a nose for easy money, government or otherwise. Just point him in the right direction. He has thirty years of speeches to get the sluggish neurons of those calcifying brains firing. He'll be like a pig in mud.

Ever one of your most fervent readers,

Gerard Wilson

PS 26 December 2003: Just read Paul Sheehan's chapter on Adams in The Electronic Whorehouse. Stutchy, pal, what could be holding you up. The mind of Rupert is evidently swinging to the Right. You'll have to follow and get rid of the most barefaced PC bigot Australia has ever produced.