[18] RUPERT MURDOCHIT’S HISSPACE, WE’RE JUST LIVING IN IT
Like a fat kid speed-snarfing fistfuls of birthday cake, Rupert Murdoch can’t stop manhandling media outlets. The shriveled septuagenarian seems hell-bent on morphing the world’s news into one giant nutrition-less hamster pellet, overseen eerily by an omnipotent conglomerate. Thanks to you, Mr. Murdoch, the nation’s news holes are shrinking faster than your hairline.Bonus points: having two more kids after he hit the 70 mark.