MacKenzie, foremost amongst the world's satirists approaches this book in the same brilliant, subversive manner he did with his masterpiece "14 Years Editing The Sun". In that, magnificent piece of performance art, MacKenzie managed to skewer far right British politics by pushing them to their most grotesque extremes and wrapping it up in a veneer that was meant to appeal to working class readers whilst brazenly showing the contempt held for them by the tabloid media and the conservative party. He used the pages of the Sun to expose the irrationality and inhumanity at the heart of the Thatcher movement by using the most vile language possible to demonise gay people, minorities, women, the disabled, the poor and anyone whom the Tories had brought the country to its ruin simply by their existence and demands to be treated as human beings.
Perhaps his most avant-garde (and certainly his most controversial) piece was "The Truth" where he used outlandish lies and outrageous smears to vilify the fans of Liverpool FC, in an effort to underscore the frightening, collusive relationship enjoyed by the Police, the Press and the Political Elite and how it can be used against the working class in the most horrific manner possible. A truly marvellous piece in its own right, further supported by his subsequent apologies and retraction of said apologies.
Great artists can pour years of their lives and their very souls into their work and Kelvin's decades long career as an emblem of everything that is dark, twisted and evil about tabloid media is a feat that no other artist of good conscience could possibly match.
Bravo sir, bravo and I can only hope that the coda where he is found hanging in a closet, wearing the pinkest of pink lingerie, with an orange in his mouth and a bottle of amyl nitrate and a semen-covered picture of Rupert Murdoch's withered, octogenarian face at his feet, will help his body of work achieve the full recognition that it deserves.