11:34AM Jess McGuire | It’s not often I find myself screaming with rage at my poor monitor, but that very thing happened yesterday when I read Richard Hind’s horrendous piece in The Age where he brutally slammed our BFF Sonia Kruger as though she were a tennis ball and he happened to be Mark Phillopousis during The Poo’s sporting peak.
An example:
If the statement in which Seven threatens to provide an “extensive coverage of the celebrities, glamour and fashions that define the Melbourne Cup carnival” is not enough to have you clinging to the remote with the trepidation of a Nazi general clutching a cyanide tablet as the Russians pour into the Fuehrer’s bunker, then two words should give you an idea what to expect: Sonia and Kruger.
He makes it sound as though Sonia’s role of delivering quips-for-simpletons during coverage of an event means she’s stupid and pointless. And anyone with half a brain knows that is definitely untrue.
The insults go on…
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