For the first time, a survey reveals, more Americans are consuming news online than in print. Â The full story is on page 31 of the printed edition of this morning's Guardian. Of course, you can also read it online, but I'm going to break with tradition and not insert a link on this occasion. This gesture is not just one of solidarity with the many good journalists on both sides of the Atlantic who have lost their jobs in recent months. It is Â a prelude to my 2009 campaign to make buying a daily newspaper as defining an expression of liberal virtue as opposing prejudice and defending the ozone layer. Â The campaign ends when a clear economic model emerges that can pay for expensive foreign, investigative and analytical reporting from online revenues alone and without a penny of state or charitable subsidy. Â
Truly, this is a story with legs. Also feet. And more seriously, the broken bones of the shoe-thrower.Â
It is also the only story I can think of with an element of surreal silliness that involves George W Bush and the people of Iraq.
There are so many elements to savour it is hard to know where to start.
What about the supporter who wanted to put the shoes into a museum, only to find out that the shoes have been destroyed in the course of testing them for explosives?
I'd like to keep the site ticking over during the Christmas break, so am proposing a New Labour-style package of measures to stimulate the blogging economy during those bleak, lesson-free weeks. So I'll be offering music vouchers (itunes or an alternative) for the following:
16 years later and the Met have finally and admitted their mistakes by apologising to Colin Stagg after they wrongly took him to court over the murder of Rachel Nickell. Didnâ€™t take too long then, did it?!