Look, the standard of The West Australian, our state newspaper used to be a staple here at The Worst of Perth, but doesn’t really get much of a mention these days. Why that is is interesting. It’s not that it’s any less dire. Paul Murray is still droning out his pompous codswallop, Zoltan Kovacs is still writing the same piece virtually every week, ie “The state of grammar has changed since x date. Is this a bad thing? I don’t know…”, and even Pam “Hello dearies,” Cassselllas is still popping her head in just like she hadn’t retired. No, what has changed is the rest of the world. Even three years ago, it still actually mattered that The West was bad. People were passionate about it, because they relied on it . Now no-one cares. It doesn’t actually matter to anyone that The West would run a snivelling, embarrassing, cringeing plea to Oprah Winfrey as its front page lead. It’s front page fucking lead for god sake! And turn to page 10 for more! No-one turns a hair, and even the writer, Angela Pownall doesn’t even have the decency to be embarassed enough to have her byline removed. Why should she? No-one else gives a shit. The much maligned Paul Armstrong wouldn’t have sunk to this level. Even The Subiaco Post’s front page is caning The West this week.
The world has moved on as The West has stagnated. If you want journalism you have so many options, good and bad from around the world online.
The West should be ashamed that no-one cares enough to hate it anymore. Let’s not mention it again.