Election

I have resisted posting, as to post and link will give her traffic, but I can resist no longer.

Rachel Glucina, for those who don’t know her by her more apt blogosphere nickname as Pork Chop is known as a gossip columnist. This of course presumes that she actually writes her own columns which on occaisson we have seen she does not, despite passing it off as her own work. Nevertheless she has a column and every Sunday we can look forward to seeing stuff, generally about nobodies, and live vicariously through her column.

Lately though Pork Chop has taken on an unfortunate penchant for commenting or blogging about the size of this celebrity or that celebrity all the while hiding behind her drastically photoshopped visage that heads the column. Not to mention the immense facination she has with food. The Chop herself could never be called svelte, in fact she is bordering on the immense yet she has the temerity to accuse others of that which she suffers.

This Sunday she rather callously delved into the life of former neighbour and school chum Rachel Hunter who, yes, is looking a litle chunkier but still a long way off the immensity that is Pork Chop. Given a choice between the two Rachel’s in their present condition to get your leg over, it is no choice at all Rachel H would beat Rachel G anyday of the week. There isnt a man on the planet that could or want to get his leg over Pork Chop.

Has this woman no shame? Well turns out she doesn’t. Just today she added a new post to her blog, a blog which seems to have attracted all sorts of sychophantic media whores to it, and again she goes on about fat people.

Pork daaaaaarhlink you are a fatty yourself. I suggest you stop blogging and writing until our put your own house in order. Might I suggest that instead of waddling to the cafe for a plate of pies you actually get yourself into the gym.

On another note i see she is also mentioning that she worked for Vodafone once upon a time….pity she didn’t tell us how she parted company with said company. Rachel’s work has been described to me by another former boss as “all icing and no cake” (there’s that recurrent food theme eh?), well that isn’t at all surprising is it considering she ate all the cake?

For those remotely interested Pork Chop has decided to try her hand at blogging. She is of course entering the shark infested waters of the blogsphere completely unarmed as only a roly-poly cushioned mummies girl can. For a start she insists on using a patently fake photo of herself in all of her promotional material. She would do well to learn about fauxtography and how dimly the blogosphere views it especially from blo-jo’s except to call Pork Chop a journalist is a massive stretch so I’ll coin the term Blo-Hack.

She will be demolished with her pithy and filthy little gossiping. The Blogosphere is not a kind place for fakers.

A case in point is one of her first posts.

She gets all snippy because she didn’t get invited to some function without considering for one moment that the charity might not have been able to a)afford the food that Porkchop would require or b) they didn’t want a lying, snivelling, overweight goosip cow at their function ruining the canapes.

As R Stuart fron Christchurch comments;

“Bitter and twisted at being left off the guest list just about sums up that article. It sounds like you are the one doing the toy throwing.”

Couldn’t say it better myself.