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Monday 9 March 2015

BACK TO THE...ER...PAST!

If they were to have a scratch-'n'-sniff section in the Daily Record I think we all know what the aroma would be. As it is, the sickening smell of mint sauce emanates from every sentence written in the rag. Saturday's paper and yesterday's Sunday Mail had a couple of vomit-inducing examples.

First up was Keith Jackson, bragging how the triumph of King on Friday was "a victory for this newspaper. For four years the Daily Record has led the way in exposing all sorts of scandals and shenanigans at the top of the old marble staircase." Notice that it apparently led the way only for 'four years'. That in itself is highly debatable but it also highlights the fact that the DR before that 'led the way' in sycophantically hiding the truth of everything that was going on inside Ibrox. And it looks like it's going to go back to those ways again.

Jackson says that "the new regime should expect the same level of scrutiny" as the previous board. If that's the case then why aren't they already scrutinising it and asking questions? The term 'convicted criminal' is studiously avoided, even though that's exactly what Honest Dave is. It's the same with Paul Murray, who was at Rangers during the era of tax fraud and side letters. Even leaving that aside, he shouldn't be on the board at all according to Stock Market regulations. None of this, however, is even mentioned, let alone questioned. It looks like Jackson is subscribing to the policy of his mentor, James Sexton Traynor.

Next up was one Scott McDermott, who yesterday told us, "Don't forget the human cost of a four-year fiasco at Ibrox". Anyone expecting an analysis of all the creditors that were stiffed, however, was to be sorely disappointed. All we got was a sob story about those that are no longer at Ibrox, having been victims of cost-cutting. "Hospitality, Rangers media, administration, all those departments lost staff either because they didn’t buy into the plans of whatever dodgy regime was in charge at the time – or because they had enough and needed out." Stop! I'm filling up here!

What a revolting hypocrite, eh? Our schools and hospitals were deprived of funding just so the old club could win trophies. Eventually the profligacy caught up with them, so what happened? The club was liquidated and a new club started up; only we've to pretend that liquidation never happened and that the new club is still the old one. Now the 'Real Raynjurz Men' are back in the saddle and the Big Lie is complete. Meanwhile, all those people owed money, including the ambulance service, can just whistle. And we're supposed to shed tears over some Sevco staff losing jobs that they shouldn't have had in the first place! Pass the sick bucket.

And now they're trumpeting about Felix Magrath arriving at Ibrox. He's purely there in an advisory capacity, you understand, and he's not there to take over from Kenny McDowall. He's there to have "a wide-ranging discussion on the best way forward". Well, that's an easy one; get a new team and a new manager. That's that sorted. What else can Magrath do while he's here? Since he's not taking over from Kenny McDowall then perhaps he could take over from Sooperally. What's he like in the potting shed?

While Jackson reports this shite it makes you wonder where his concern about transparency and accountability has disappeared to. Who paid for Magrath to 'jet in'? Did he travel Business Class? Where's the receipt? The Peeppul have a right to know!

And if you think that's bad, Keefy Boy is beating the drum for Auld Dignity himself to make a comeback! Christ, all this 'Real Raynjurz Men' stuff is getting beyond a joke! Jackson thinks that Smith's the one to knock the current squad into shape and challenge Hibs for a place in the play-offs. I think Keef must have been drinking whatever it is that Leggat drinks. Smith was nothing more than a chequebook manager and he passed this 'skill' to his protégé, Sooperally. So how the hell is he going to change anything? Unless...

Since everything seems geared toward airbrushing the last few years out of Ibrox history, why not go the whole hog? It might not help for this season but next season could see Smith back and signing big names again. How will he do it? Well, expect the answer from Jackson in the next few days. There is this thing, you see, called an Employee Benefit Trust...

Apparently The Peeppul's songbook was given another outing on Saturday, helping to fulfil Honest Dave's pledge of a return to the old values. Cue our media going into Deflection Mode. Ignoring the vile singing in Cowdenbeath, they home in on John Guidetti singing on Dutch TV that "the huns are deid"! And, of course, the huns were all over Twitter, claiming that the word is a pejorative term used against Protestants.

One clown says, "We all know what KAH stands for." Well, I certainly wouldn't if I hadn't seen a documentary about Northern Ireland. Apparently 'Hun' has become a generic term over there for anyone in the Loyalist community. How many times does it need to be pointed out? This is not Ulster - it's Scotland. Even Hearts supporters sing 'Go home ya huns' when The Peeppul are sneaking off before the final whistle. 'Hun' is a pejorative term for a supporter of whatever team is playing out of Ibrox and nothing more. So shut it - ya hun!

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John Greig makes a triumphant return to the Directors' Box.








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