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Journalism Awards 2009: Perez Hilton Beaten By Jan Moir And AA Gill

by | 22nd, December 2009

THE year is at its end. It’s time to look back over ayear of reporting and hackery. It’s time for the Ten Worst Journalists of 2009 awards, brought to you by Madame Arcati and a looming deadline. The winner is not Anorak’s choice, but that’s journalism for you eveyone gets an opinion:

Madame Arcati’s Stupidest Journalist Award of 2009

Winner

AA Gill, The Sunday Times

Congratulations to Adrian, who writes about half of his paper effortlessly churning out thousands of meringue words each week to promote modest facial tics in his indolent readers. He excelled himself in October with his admission in his restaurant review that he had shot dead a baboon during a Tanzanian safari. He confessed that he wanted to see what it was like to kill a primate. He was of course stirring it: jadedness has spread like a rot through his prose turns, his challenge is to keep himself interested; but who cares?

Gill is a troubled soul, he is to be pitied. In the latest Vanity Fair he writes prettily of stalking rutting stags in his tweeds in Scotland, and describes a condition called “crag-fast” that afflicts mountain climbers when they “dare to go no farther and can’t manage to go back.” He adds: “Crag-fast precisely encompasses so much of my own life.” The poor poppet is immobile, paralysed by the success of meringue-churning. Perhaps killing the baboon was a self-administered attempt at shock therapy. Plainly it failed.

Runner-up

Jan Moir, Daily Mail

October, too, proved to be a treacherous month for one of the paper’s columnists. Jan Moir blundered into the swirling wake of Shephen Gately’s death with her bald claim that his homosexuality was somehow the cause of his passing: “Once again, under the carapace of glittering, hedonistic celebrity, the ooze of a very different and more dangerous lifestyle has seeped out for all to see,” she wrote. What she means is that gay civil partnerships are unnatural and injurious to physical and moral health. Tell that to the Mail’ s editor Paul Dacre: he did after all attend the wedding of Guy Black and Mark Bolland.

Stephen Gately: A Career in Pictures
How ‘Loathsome’ Jan Moir Buried Herself And Stephen Gately
Stephen Gately’s Death Becomes A Tale Of Gay Sex, Homophobia And ‘Murder’

Worth mentioning

James Delingpole, Telegraph blogger/hack and right-wing clown

Anyone who saw Toby Young’s TV drama When Boris Met Dave all about David Cameron, Boris Johnson and their Oxford friends will have glimpsed the Delingpole creature: a Stonehenge-toothed, grinning, dislocated fool gagging to join the Bullingdon Club to consummate his Brideshead delusions. In June Madame Arcati herself published his “private” witterings on Facebook where he invited people to name a Muslim peer who had got his or her job on merit. Nothing is private on Facebook. We were plainly meant to think that Muslim peers were the beneficiaries of meritless preferment. Oh dear. Never mind. It’s only what the Tory Boys think behind closed doors at the Spectator and Telegraph . Hence his continued employment at these media.

Germaine Greer, The Guardian

A personal pain this because Germaine is one of my goddesses. But alas she got too clever this year in a piece on mistranslating Proust. She kicked off her November piece with this: “If you have read all of A la Recherche du Temps Perdu , you should be very worried about yourself. As Proust very well knew, reading his work for as long as it takes is temps perdu, time wasted, time that would be better spent visiting a demented relative Yet by the end of her article, in which she reveals a time-wasting yet scholarly understanding of Proust’s work, she concludes “But when all is said and done, [the] Scott Moncrieff [translation] remains the pleasanter read.” So, should Germaine be very worried about herself?

Andrew Neil, The Spectator

Neil is wrong on just about everything and I would defend his right to be so. His antics this year had something to do with his magazine’s foolish decision to host the UK premiere of the Aids-denialist film  House of Numbers an event cancelled after Madame Arcati and several other media protested. In years past, as editor of The Sunday Times , Neil pushed his peculiar fantasy that HIV doesn’t cause Aids, with pieces by the oddball celibate Neville Hodgkinson. His problem is his idea of rationalism: he looks for 100% scientific proof

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