Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Hackgate: Taken Into Custardy

Here's another one singled out for its header, only unlike the previous one, I've read this, and yes, it's a drive on!

Taken into custardy

Some reporters brave war zones, dodging bullets, barbed wire and bloodthirsty militias.

But the Westminster front line held its own dangers today as the foam-flecked shrapnel flew in the Wilson Room. Dear reader, I can tell you, it was hell in there.

From the split second the mystery protestor's fake custard pie was thrust onto Rupert Murdoch's shining bonce, it was mayhem. Wife Wendi was a dervish, springing into action faster than her husband could say "I'm humbled". And yes, I got caught in the crossfire as the shaving cream splattered across the press bench. As Glenn Mulcaire might say, it's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it. more Politics Home

Lots more toons courtesy of the Guardian here.

Chosen not because I found it particularly amusing, but rather for the brilliant depiction of Cameron.

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