The West Australian gives me nightmares. As I've lamented previously, it's one of the worst media outlets in Australia. Not that I blame the journos - many of them are good, honest, hard-working professionals, who file their stories, get shat upon by editors and grimace as they see their name printed next to the pile of shit that was their story.
The West's obsession with drug-riddled Ben Cousins still shows no sign of abating, so it's no surprise that the front page of today's thewest.com.au has a story about good old Benny.
No, wait, it's a story about a painting of Benny. Half naked, in bed. Being submitted to the Archibalds.
Dear god, kill me now. At least editor Paul Armstrong is finally gone, and surprise, surprise, it seems he treated his staff badly.
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