- News Corp stock: despite the continuing 'outrage' by the public generally, News Corp share prices rose by 5% this week suggesting that, despite Twitter jokes about Murdoch's senility, the markets believe Rupert and James won at the Select Committee. They actually got richer in the two hours they sat there. Frankly, we don't matter. Sorry, guys.
- Wendi Deng: Bam!
- Sassy red hair: You didn't have to approve of phone hacking to give props to Rebekah Brooks' Samson-like mane this week.
- British trade: that anxious feeling of imminent international embarrassment seems to have dissipated now Prince Andrew is no longer our envoy.
- Angela Merkel: Getting her bail-out on. Again.
- Back to Black: whether it's on radio, tv music channels or a because of a deliberate sentimental listen, this album is the soundtrack for the close of this dramatic week. Luckily, you don't need to be an effusive weirdo who believes they are actually friends with celebrities to want to listen, because Back to Black is a good album. Alternatively, there's the genuinely hilarious Never Mind The Buzzcocks episode:
↓Shakers:
- The euro: every week makes you more glad you didn't buy your GCSE French teachers' crap about how useful it would be to have a single currency when meeting your French pen pal a la gare.
- The phone-hacking scandal: yeah yeah it was shocking two weeks ago but this story started running out of steam after the hearings this week and a massacre in Oslo and famine in East Africa make flogging this dead horse seem a bit like British intra-media navel gazing. Let's let them investigate now and let Hugh Grant get back to perving on teenagers.
- Jonnie Marbles: 'Direct action' (read: comedian trying to get publicity for Edinburgh) of this kind is as boorish as it is boring.
- The Hour: "Britain's Mad Men" turned out to be nothing of the sort. Way too much "look! it's the 50s!" imagery and Ben Whishaw seemed to struggle with the fact he's the lead.
- Crass 'death-offs': Self-righteous brigade seemed to try and establish an Oslo v Winehouse debate. Guess what? Trying to compare the worth of human lives on any grounds is a touch ghoulish/insensitive/bizarre and sort of negates your right to be so preachy.
- Google+: Though being able to create your own 'circles' like "Friends with good personal hygiene" and "Friends who find innuendo funny" sounds appealing, Google+ still feels white, bleak and way too empty - like being Harry Potter at Kings Cross after his Jesusy death scene. More people need to join for it to be interesting.
- New facebook chat box: why do I need to know who I regularly talk to when they aren't online? I already know I talk to them regularly from my memory of the regularity of my conversations with them. Jeez.
- Celine Dion: ordering that blogs poking fun at your sillier outfits and facial expressions be taken down is never cool (click here).
- Annoying festival goers on trains: yeah, you're excited about Secret Garden Party, what of it? Some of us are trying to read the FT, yeah.
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