Chameleon Magazine

Good Morning Britain just gave us a masterclass in how not to do journalism — by dragging the national conversation straight into the ball pit of Nigel Farage’s teenage years. Yes, folks, the British media has officially traded policy for puberty.

🎒 Who Needs Policy When You’ve Got PE Class Memories?

Apparently, rigorous political analysis is passé. Why ask real questions when you can rifle through a man’s Year 9 school report and drag on two ex-classmates with the memory reliability of dial-up internet? “He once said something arrogant in 1981,” they gasp, expecting the nation to collectively faint. 🎭

But don’t worry — they’re definitely not political. They just don’t want him to be Prime Minister. Totally neutral stuff, like saying “I don’t support any team, I just hope Liverpool never win another match.” 🧐

GMB, in a bold leap of editorial logic, decided that actual policies, public service, or modern-day actions aren’t juicy enough. Better to dig up ancient hormonal squabbles and repackage them as political prophecy. Who needs investigative journalism when you’ve got nostalgia-fuelled vendettas?

This isn’t journalism — it’s Holby City: Secondary School Reunion Edition. 🤕📺

Maybe next week they’ll have his old PE teacher on to discuss his running technique as a metaphor for foreign policy. Or his Year 8 crush to confirm whether he’s always been emotionally distant. God help us if they get hold of his SAT scores — we might start rewriting the constitution. 📜🧠

What this reveals is not just media laziness, but the total erosion of intellectual integrity. The mainstream press isn’t holding power to account — they’re holding a grudge from 40 years ago.

Meanwhile, viewers are left wondering whether they’re watching a news show or a spin-off of Gogglebox hosted by bitter ex-friends with unresolved trauma. And yet they wonder why ratings are in freefall. 🪂

💥 Challenges 💥

Why is our national discourse being hijacked by playground tales and veiled bias dressed as “news”? Are we really this starved of substance? What’s your take: is this pathetic, predictable, or both? 📉🗣️

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