Wednesday, 13 May 2009
I was going to stop blogging about Amanda Platell. I was starting to feel guilty. I was thinking, you know, she’s just a hack trying to make a living like the rest of us, her opinions differ from mine, that’s fine, don’t want to be attacking fellow women in the press, doesn’t seem right, besides how awkward if we met at a party. So, when I read her item in this week’s “Platell’s People” which said
“FLAKE OF THE WEEK: Paris Hilton says she’s the busiest person in the entire world and has to Google herself to check what she’s been up to recently. You have to admire someone who presumably must work so hard to come across as being so stupid.”
- I WASN’T GOING TO write about it, I wasn’t going to point out that Paris Hilton was obviously making a joke that Platell has completely missed - a good, self-aware joke - and laugh about the irony in the second sentence.
But then I read another item in the same column, about Alex Mosley, the son of Max Mosley who died of an accidental drug overdose last week. Platell wrote this:
“Any parent who has lost a child to suicide [sic] is haunted by thoughts of what they could have done to prevent such needless deaths… [Max] Mosley has consistently blamed the red-top newspaper that exposed his sordid secret for causing his family distress, but never once accepted any blame for the way he deceived his wife and sons for so long. Is it too much to hope that his son’s tragic death should be the cue for a little honesty and humility?”
And now I realize that if there is a Hell, Amanda Platell is going there, and if we do ever meet socially then I should have absolutely no interest in being polite to her anyway. I think this is the most twisted, poisonous, immoral thing I have ever read in a newspaper, and that’s saying a beakful.
HUMILITY? She hopes this man is HUMBLED by his son’s death? She hopes that he will find a way to blame himself? She is a truly evil woman.
I think what I hate most is the phrase “Is it too much to hope…” There’s something absolutely disgusting about the use of that phrase in the context of what she is hoping for. She is hoping for the further suffering of Max Mosley. He has lost his child. She hopes - HOPE! That most beautiful, tender, human, poignant of emotions - that the savage loss itself is not enough, that he will also be suffering self-blame and “humility”. How dare she hope anything, in relation to this man she’s never met who is mourning his son? How dare she connect the recent exposure of a father’s embarrassing sexual habits with a son’s drug problems which long preceded the tabloid story? Yes, I would guess that Max Mosley’s grief, at the moment, also includes a terrible sorrow that Alex had to find out about that embarrassing personal stuff only a few months before he died. But what kind of person is PLEASED to imagine that? What kind of person hopes that he goes even further, connects the two and BLAMES HIMSELF? Only a person with no kindness, gentleness or humanity in her at all.
God, I hate her.