Rod Liddle Rod Liddle

We are being engulfed by the moronic inferno of the internet

The outrage against Mary Bale is ineffably stupid, says Rod Liddle. We would be better off ignoring people who go online to vent their idiotic anger

issue 04 September 2010

Well, thank the Lord there were no cctv cameras around when I caught Mr Tibbles in my garden a few weeks back, before the whole furore began. Luckily, I read about Mary Bale and surreptitiously took down the mini-gibbet and buried the remains in a small trench behind the pond, before the Facebook maniacs had a chance to get on the case.

The cat had been doing its usual stuff — crapping on the lawn, eating wild animals, urinating in my daughter’s sandpit — before it was unfortunately snagged in the wooden peg and wire snare I had laid by the hedge. It was subjected to a brief trial, of the sort you might receive in Cuba or Burma, before being marched to the centre of the garden swinging by its back legs and subjected to due process: I even put a suit on for the event and sang a brief requiem, by Fauré.

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