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| Wot, me worry? |
After his "most humble day" Rupert Murdoch smiles complacently.
Why?
Because he knows that despite proof of the sordid and criminal means by which his media empire is sustained, in the morning, two million eight hundred thousand idiots will go out and buy The Sun, aka, The Wanker's Friend.
With that kind of loyal customer base, plus all those superior people who read the more refined bullshit of The Times, or waste a large part of their week-end having their brains messed with by the Poop's Sunday Times, what can Murdoch possibly have to worry about?
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