
The column that has fun with the smaller mistakes and missteps of Australia’s mainstream mediocre; that pays homage to those sweet little fishes that individually don’t amount to a full meal but collectively can cause a tummy upset over the overall state of the once great and noble craft of journalism in this country.

Surely The Bug already forks out far too much of its limited annual budget for media industry award gongs, trophies and goblets to even consider a new category?
Over the decades, we have put our own financial interests aside to honour the very worst in Australian mainstream mediocre with our Beat-up of the Month/Year Award, our Arse-Licker of the Month/Year award, and our a-little-more-occasional Flaming Flying Fuck trophy and the Goebells Goblet.
But then we spied something in today’s Sun-Herald that made us wonder: do we have room for a new media award that’s not quite as sarcastic/damning as all of the above but still pays homage to silly little journalism hiccups that would be broadly covered by our new Glad We Cleared That Up Award category and priceless trophy any scribe would be unproud to have on their mantelpiece.

And the item that had us excitedly calling up our trophy manufacturers for input on the basic design our internal graphic arts people whipped up?
This interesting paragraph!

And, yes, if you haven’t guessed already, our trophy title is ironically sarcastic, as is our wont.
So, who’s to blame for not clearing that up? Our child-abuse expert for being a little wishy-washy? Our crime reporter Sally Rawsthorne for not clarifying what the expert really said? Or a sub-editor fucking around somehow which is always a possibility?

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