Liz Jones, the roving fashion editor of the Daily Mail, is a hate figure on Twitter and beyond. Recently, in one of her periodic confessional pieces, she wrote that she had stolen her boyfriend’s used condom and tried to impregnate herself with it. It was owed to her, she wrote, because she had bought him so many ready meals from Marks & Spencer but, as with many of Jones’s romantic misadventures, it failed — there will be no Baby Jones. Twitter, which has no sense of humour (mobs never do), read, retched, and excitably screamed for justice. The hypocrisy is enchanting. Twitter users may despise the Daily Mail but give them a really juicy article and they obediently become its most avid, if self-loathing, readers. ‘Read the Liz Jones article without sending the Daily Mail any traffic!’ was my favourite. I do not know what they actually wanted to do with Jones, if her real, surgically enhanced body could be tracked down, but I suspect it would be bad.
Tanya Gold
Keeping up with Liz Jones
The confessional journalist who attracts more bile than any other
issue 12 November 2011
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