Heather Mills McCarthney.

I'm not a big fan of Heather, Paul McCarthney's second wife, she has always struck me as a rather cold individual. I could of course be completely wrong, but that is just my impression of her. But regardless, I think the tabloid vilification of her and the vicious caustic gleeful way they have gone after her since her split with McCarthney is absolutely disgusting.
The Sun-a piece of slime at the best of times- are reallying doing a hatchet job on her, calling her Lady Mucca, printing old photos of her in what they delightedly call porn shots- despite the fact that most of the photos published are less offensive than their own page three 'honeys'. The are running a banner on their website proporting to show her 'X Rated videos.'
The news of the World ran a front page article that alleged she was a former prostitute and had toe-curlingly lurid descriptions of what she is alleged to have gotten up to.
It has been a long while since I witnessed such a ballyhoo, the last time the tabloids got this frenzied it was over Princess Diana, another woman they mocked endlessly until her sudden and tragic death turned her into a saint.
But so what? So what if Heather Mills McCarthney was a soft porn star, so what if she was a porstitute? Is she not entitled to a past the same as the rest of us? Is she a moral guardian and as such deserves out sneering ire when we see her clay feet? What has she done that is so terrible that makes these tabloids so vindictive and almost personal in their attacks. So she married a Beatle, she supports animal rights, she had a little girl, so she's not the most bubbly cheery person in the world, does that give us the right to tear her to pieces? What is with the double standard here?
Magazines like Maxim and FHM glorify sleazy behaviour and dubious sexual practices, Big Brother sleaze TV, and you couldn't throw a rock in Westmininster without hitting a politicion busily stuffing skeletons back in the closet. People like Hugh Hefner are regarded as loveable old rogues, and footballers are almost expected to be involved in some kind of scandal or other, (dogging roasting cottaging, you pick).
People do things during their lives that they regret-or not as the case might be- the difference is they are allowed to get on with their life. Going back twenty years to drag up something that has no bearing in this day and age is a slimy scummy thing to do.
I don't buy tabloids and I don't read them, I had to dip into their websites to see for myself was the holier-than-thou attack as bad as I'd heard. I love a bit of gossip, I really do, but to viciously smear someone simply becasue you can reeks of bullying.