First, the good news. George Osborne will make a fine editor of the Evening Standard. He's supremely well connected, intelligent, has a wide array of interests, will bring in great guest columnists and is supported by a brilliant team of journalists. As a former executive on the paper, I can safely say that this last point is true.
Earlier today it was announced that George Osborne, former Chancellor of the Exchequer and Conservative MP for Tatton, has been made Editor-in-Chief of the London Evening Standard. As a soon-to-be trainee journalist, it's great to see that journalism continues to be as elitist as ever, and that at the end of the day money and position are worth more than skill and experience.
It seems to me that this is just the latest step in George's ongoing quest to become Prime Minister. The editorship of the Evening Standard may look like a powerful pulpit from which to hurl stones at Theresa May and build momentum for a bid for Downing Street. But it would be an immense disservice to the million people who read the paper. And in the end, the readers have to come first.
We found that the Labour candidate had attracted twice as many negative headlines as his Tory rival. Nearly all the negative headlines relating to Khan came within the first ten pages of the paper where they would be most likely to be seen. Three of them were on the front page. Negative headlines about Goldsmith mostly got buried at the back.
The story revealed that Mr Khan's brother-in-law for more than 20 years took part in and spoke at events organised by vile group Al-Muhajiroun. Cue accusations of racism, Islamophobia and every other type of phobia quicker than the time it takes to read the full article. And boy did they fly in - on Twitter, mostly, but also from friends of people close to me. These accusations, from people who claim to believe in freedom of expression, are absurd. The "real" story was, in fact, an exercise in what the media should be doing - scrutinising politicians' own records.
London Live is great - if you watch telly. And these days most of us... don't. If I'm representative of Mr Average Londoner, when I get home all I want to watch is escapist catch-ups of the blockbuster shows I'm continually missing. I swear one day there will be so much TV I need to catch up on that I'll never have time to see a current show.