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Further to Carling's brave, unflinching depiction of the debilitating effects of alcoholism in their recent TV spot, Jack Daniel's are also getting in on the action. If there's a bleaker and more tragic alcohol advert tagline than this before Christmas, I'll be amazed.

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I don't have a problem with Clarkson's comments yesterday, since if he thinks he'll have time to get off a single shot before I implement my plans for him, he's even more deluded than I thought.^[1]

There's a timely reminder from Michael White today of what to bear in mind whenever Clarkson takes up the mantle of "mouthpiece of the toiling classes":

[This] is not the lad's first foray into populist rightwing politics on behalf of north Oxfordshire's self-styled media elite, which gathers around Rebekah Brooks' Christmas hearth to roast a few peasants Guardian]

^[1] Note to Clarkson's lawyers: obviously my plans for him consist exclusively of feeding him delicious cakes. And asking him if he's got any more mistresses no-one's allowed to talk about.