“Dan is so dreamy!” Sigh.

If, after seeing this, anyone has the stomach to read about Rick and his BFF Dan Savage, here’s a linque to the Huffington Post.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s6EaoPMANQM

Part two of Harbottle and Lewis’s instructional video series to teach even the most regenerate Aussie yahoo how to address a parliamentary commission.

In case you dear sweet people are not aware, H&L did not only represent I, Benedick, before the bar at the Old Bailey (I was in a navy suit, club tie, very clean-cut, athletic, upstanding youth) against Her Majesty’s government but the firm also represents HRH herself.

Queen v Queen? [Independent UK]

Rebekah Brooks may be gone but her glory days as editor of The Sun, Britain’s biggest selling ‘newspaper’ won’t soon be forgotten.

Whether it was swilling pints in the pub with the lads, printing the names of accused sex offenders, brokering deals between her boss and prime ministers, or arranging back-door access, Rebekah’s networking skills were legendary.

And lest we think that the stupefying awfulness of Britain’s tabloids has been somehow exaggerated take a look at Rebekah’s handiwork. (There will be a prize for anyone locating the source of a recent post here at Stingue)

Alright, alright (UK spelling, thanks very much), so she’s not the only one responsible but as I think we’ve already proved (not ‘proven’ for god’s sake because it has been proved), rule #1 is — Blame the Woman.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKaQLYPf5hM

Leaked training film prepared by Harbottle and Lewis, solicitors, to prep their client Rupert Murdoch for his appearance before parliamentary committee.

Press reaction? “You’re a very naughty billionaire!”

Someone, Palin? Perry? (feel free to speculate) has planted a story about Michele B at The Daily Caller that would raise serious doubts regarding her capacity to compete for the Republican nomination. Strangely, it’s not the crazy but something else; something we here at Stinque had never heard of before: migraines.

It seems la cagna pazzo pazzo suffers from migraines in a big way and for the first time I find myself actually feeling some sort of weird, creepy, somewhat shamefaced, pity/sympathy for the creature — because I would truly not wish that on anyone. Having become, for the first time, human to me — or something approaching it — I find it hard to gloat. If there’s one thing that musical theatre teaches us it is this: When you get right down to it, we’re all on pink contracts.

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Niagara Falls town council today announced an ambitious plan to snag some of the upcoming wedding bonanza by turning the falls gay-for-pay. (This is the American side: the Canadian side hasn’t come out yet.) Unfortunately, as is obvious from the picture, no gay man was actually involved in designing the transformation.

When asked for his opinion, gay spokesperson Bruce Boner said, “Eww! I’m gay. Not Italian.”

Rebekah Brooks gives herself up to the police and Margaret Drabble admits to having middle-class friends!

The prime minister is hopelessly comprised (even worse than before) and so is Scotland Yard!