Fear Stalks the Market

Sorry, I've always wanted to use that headline. And sorry for being a little slacksadaisical in filing but there's been a bit of crashette going on in the financial markets. Nice to see the papers following it. It might be important. Pretty much as you would expect "the correction" is splashed across the Mammon Times, obligatory photo of trader head in hands.

The other papers follow suit. it must be BIG!

The Independent is in full apocalyptic mode, you just know that they have the front page ready for the arrival of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. They pass with flying colours with the "Summer Meltdown"

The Torygraph splashes it of course,

Top marks using the fear word, and the plunge word.

Despite not being a big supporter of the markets and greed in general the Grauniad follows suit.

Focusing on the peril to the common man, nice touch. Though the Grauniad says £27B has evaporated and the Torygraph says £21B.

Then the Jocksman splashes on the lost money for Scottish companies

By now other papers are starting to show their different concerns.

The Times prefers the photogenic A level studentsand their success/tragedy A levels. God bless the A levels always top marks for babes with As. And then the Crash, sorry Correction.

An A* grade for using the rout word, it may be overmarking but hey join the crowd.

Even the Sun covers it, though under the Euro millions winner

Then we start to wander among the Press Zombies;


Fisrt the least mad of the zombies, the Mirror. it's a terrible story of the missing Madeleine but these two do have a certain weirdnes about them. I can't put my finger on it but there is something definitely unsettling about them.

Now we're in complete ga-ga territory, the Dantaic hell of the world's Greatest Newspaper, yes Desmond's organ, the Diana Express

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm this front page does beg a question, why would the Portugese police tell the Express about their leads? And how many hours is it exactly? 20, 100, 500 ? And of course there's Diana and the howl of pain about half-mast flags from the half-sane.

Now the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse may be cantering through the front door of the Daily Star wielding death and destruction, heralding Armageddon, but the front page would still be about sex or Big Brother or at best both, "Chavvie Chantelle Says She'd Like to Go Riding With The Four Horsemen, Phwooooooooar. Get those jodpurs on girl." Today we have, Beckham, Posh and Chantelle (ironically a Posh copier.)

Basically it's Arse.

Cheers