Mirror, Indy, Times and Star - Who's the fairest hack by far?

In the world of the arts and media, there is a hierarchy of accreditation. At one extreme, you've got film directors or producers so full of their own sense of importance that their name has to come before the title of the film. TOM CRUISE plays TOM CRUISE inTOM CRUISE'S Obscene Paycheck III. WES CRAVEN'S Law of Diminishing Returns. J M BARRIE'S Dead So Who Gives A Shit That He Wrote It. And so on.

At the other extreme are the entry level reporters lucky if the story they churn out is labelled BY a Chalfont Herald Reporter. Which, in reality, should be just fine. Surely if you go into print journalism, part of the reason is that you can retain a level of anonymity behind what you write.

However, this changes. One day, she'll gravitate to BY Penny Lame. Then BY Heatwave Correspondent Penny Lame. And so on. Ultimately, anonymity will be blown completely, however, when Penny has her photo taken (or in special cases, a pencil sketch drawn) to appear as her byline picture. Now whatever the rights and wrongs of this, it does seem to the Ewerhead Bulletin that this is a picture you would want to take care selecting. After all, if you're any good, it's going to be seen by a lot of people.

So, in honour of those special people who have clearly made that special effort and still look like the rear end of a hippo at tail-spinning shite-time, it is time to open the

BYLINE HALL OF FAME

And who better to blaze a trail than the Independent's uber-frowning, lemon-sucking frumpfuck Deborah Orr. Come on down, Debs:

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