I don't know what you do for a living chipstick and moistened but I am a journalist, and let me tell you, you two are talking rot.
This is not acceptable and it's not what I went into journalism for. And before you ask, I've never worked for the Guardian and peddle my living in silly showbiz and women's stuff for whoever will buy it.
Many senior Mail journalists think this campaign and their editor has become insane. Just like people at The Sun, where I worked, thought Kelvin McKenzie was insane over Hillsborough and other things but didn't dare say.
With some egregious exceptions, most journalists are liberal, if not left wing. It's the nature of the job.
Do you know what it's like to work somewhere you can't express the mildest bit of political dissent because you will be branded a traitor and you will be shown the door?
Do you know what it's like to work somewhere where the day after a Conservative victory you have to compete with how Tory girl or boy you are to curry favour with the sociopath who is your boss?
My background is tabloids. I have monstered people, because that's what you do if your news editor tells you and you want to pay that month's mortgage rather than walking out the door in a blaze of glory towards the dole office.
You develop that Millwall mentality: everyone hates us but we don't care. It's a great feeling, and sometimes it's justified. But not always.
Do you want me to explain to you what it's like to be monstered? Trust me, you wouldn't want me on your doorstep, and I specialised in being one of the good cops.
I'm not asking for your sympathy. In fact I'd feel insulted if you pitied me.
I'm just pointing out that you two are woefully ignorant while posing as people who know what they're talking about.
You make me laugh and weep.