We can shoot journalists, can't we?

The first paragraph says quite enough. I'm sure his editor will say that it's all in fun. He doesn't really mean it, so don't take it so seriously. My response is this - perhaps if I advocated that this guy be gut shot and left to die on a lonely country road as his bowels and bladder emptied into his trousers and he coughed up blood and stomach contents as slow internal bleeding eventually lead to unconsciousness and death after a couple of extremely painful hours - maybe I'd be 'just kidding' too.

And here I was thinking our stateside conservatives totally owned the 'barking mad' title. Silly me.

What’s smug and deserves to be decapitated?

Matthew Parris: My Week

A festive custom we could do worse than foster would be stringing piano wire across country lanes to decapitate cyclists. It’s not just the Lycra, though Heaven knows this atrocity alone should be a capital offence; nor the helmets, though these ludicrous items of headgear are designed to protect the only part of a cyclist that is not usefully employed; nor the self-righteousness, though a small band of sports cyclists on winter’s morning emits more of that than a cathedral at evensong; nor even the brutish disregard for all other road users, though the lynching of a cyclist by a mob of mothers with pushchairs would be a joy to witness.

(Link to the rest of his bullshit)