The Sun

I know there's not supposed to be organisations on here, but I have to put forth The Sun newspaper as a candidate today.
That pun-laden rag of a toilet paper has taken the comparisons I did on here the other day between Justin Bieber and Michael Jackson, altered them to avoid any copyright infringement and then passed them off as their own. They even had the sheer brass balls to call it an exclusive.
The Sun really is a blight on this country. It appeals to the Jeremy Kyle set, and succeeds by exploiting the lowest common denominator - tits, gossip, crap puns and filth, while all the time proclaiming itself as the voice of the nation, as a fighter for human rights while habitually abusing the human rights of others who simply want some privacy.
This was the newspaper that supported the Tory party at the last general election. I don't see them standing up and saying how wrong they were, or attacking David Cameron and his posh-boy friends with the same kind of venom it has attacked others in the past. But one reading of The Sun will tell you why - it's run, and written, by the kind of people who sit around in pubs, lying about who they've had sex with, who make inappropriate comments and who pretend to be your friend while talking about you behind your back.
I contend that one of the job requirements to work at The Sun is a willingness to set aside any sense of morality or decency in the pursuit of selling newspapers.
I have no time for The Sun, and wish it would go the same way as the News of the World.
The Sun is to Britain what a pimple is to a teenage boy on a Saturday night.

Justin Bieber

Not again!
This little shit is such a bell-end that he should hold a cabinet post in the British Government.
His latest act of bell-endery? Sneaking his pet monkey on a flight and insisted it travelled with him. Thankfully, customs seized the animal and now the little twat (Bieber, not the monkey) is facing a possible fine of up to £10,000.
Is anyone else noticing an uncanny similarity here?
Michael Jackson was a child star. So was/is (hard to tell) Bieber.
Michael Jackson had a high-pitched voice. So does Bieber.
Michael Jackson had a pet monkey. Now so does Bieber.
Michael Jackson/Justin Bieber - the same person? You decide.

Update: The arrogant prick even tried to chat up British supermodel, Jourdan Dunn with the knee-weakening line, "You got nice tits".
TWAT!!!!!!

Justin Bieber

God, where do I start?!
His latest episode of bell-endery is speeding in his Ferrari, spitting on and threatening his neighbour in California.
It really is time that Master Bieber had a clout round the earhole. I would gladly do it.
Why do people even follow him? He's like the love-child of Michael Jackson and Albert Steptoe. And all this trying to be hard, and gangster...? He's about as gangster as an episode of Sesame Street. "Today's show is brought to you by the letter G, motherfuckers!"
Can we please ban this helium-voiced nob? He really is a ball-ache.