"Let me tell you this, the whole planet is leaking. Everybody is leaking. Everyone is spewing up their guts onto the internet, putting up their relationship status and photos of their vajazzles. We have come to a point where there are people, millions of people, who are quite happy to trade a kidney in order to go on television, and to show people their knickers, to show people their skid-marks, and then complain to OK Magazine about a breach of privacy. The exchange of private information, that is what drives our economy, but you come after me because you can’t arrest a land mass, can you? You can’t cuff a country? You can’t lynch that guy there, can you? But you decide you can sit there and you can judge, and you can ogle me like a Page 3 girl. You don’t like it. Well, you don’t like yourself. You don’t like your species. And you know what? Neither do I. But how dare you come and lay this at my door. How dare you blame me…for this. Which is the result of a political class which has given up on morality and simply pursues popularity at all costs. I am you, and you are me. "
Malcolm Tucker - The Thick of it. (via escapetheory)
(Source: escapetheory, via fuckyeaharmandoiannucci)