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HMS Scotsman "not sinking", curiously coiffured Captain in Chief asserts in poorly executed maritime metaphor.
In the week when the crew of HMS Scotsman passed a resolution of no confidence in Captain in Chief Andrew Neil, the beleaguered be-loofah-haired one dismissed all talk of the vessel being in trouble.

Speaking from the only part of the ship without portholes, Captain Neil told the JT: "All this talk of the ship heading towards a massive storm wave marked ‘No readers’ is the work of a few malcontents or, the entire editorial team, if you prefer that term. The truth is, all is well apart from one issue of burning importance - a quart of strawberry ice-cream is missing and I’m determined to find out who is responsible."

Pausing only to nervously rattle a handful of ball bearings, Captain Neil asserted that all was in order. "It's well known that everything is hunky and indeed dory. The ship is set fair to steam on to yet higher circulation figures and bigger advertising revenues and, if there is a short term problem, I’ll simply radio the Barclay Brothers and they’ll send out a supply ship laden with more fuel, or cash, if you prefer that term."

In a final act of defiance, Captain Neil directed the Scotsman’s 4-inch guns at the Edinburgh office of the NUJ, destroying, with pinpoint accuracy, The Arran ferry.

Long term readers of the JT will remember that the travails of the HMS Scotsman have featured before in these august pages, but in the earlier gags, the editor had skilfully worked in a quite brilliant metaphor nicked form the Terminator movies, with Mr Neil rendered as a mad super computer.

After reading today’s maritime related offering, a disgruntled JT reader told the, er, JT, "I don’t think the naval reference works that well. Perhaps if Neil had taken on the persona of Captain Bligh this whole rather thin gag would’ve worked better."

The JT editor conceded this point but asserted that he was in charge and he could do what he liked and, in any case, "The Caine Mutiny" was a really good movie. So there.

Inside: JT jobspot: "Do you still work for The Scotsman? Have you thought about working for that SMG mob? You have? Well forget it, because they’re laying hacks off as well. Let’s face it, you’re fucked.."

If you prefer the metaphoric image of a chrome-pated supercomputer fucking up one of Scotland’s oldest broadsheets why not refer back to
Scotsman relaunch   June 2000. 
Dubya victory, world dives for cover. January 2001.

July 2002
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