I just spotted this photoshopped image on Steph's birthday tribute to Jodie, sorry if it's been posted before.
Why would she need to edit the donkey?
Why would she need to edit the donkey?
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I was not ready for that sexy squatting arse pic!
The VPL would suggest she now wears granny knickers instead of thongsI was not ready for that sexy squatting arse pic!
I know it’s not all about looks but given how she’s always banged on about how stunning she is and how everyone is attracted to her…how can she let herself look so tit? I worked with horses for years doing all the mucky yard work etc and never looked like such a woman! Always jodhpurs or thick leggings and a cute jumper, properly fitting jacket, trainers or muckers, had my hair brushed back in a pony or would plait it etc. like who lets anyone see them like that let alone posting it to instagram. She always looks such a state and there’s no need!
Just catching up and I am once again lost in the confusing world of Jodie
She is vegan but has leather sofas and uses non-vegan bleach
She is all about the animals and rough and ready but is now doing a glam room
She spends every penny on the animals unless she is spending it on 150 quid a roll wallpaper
She is all about FRESH yet all I seem to see her eat is chips and beans (HOMEMADE)
She is making her neighbours lives hell, slandering them, threatening them and terrorising them yet has forever banged on being an “anti-bullying ambassador” (I remember an infamous blog where she absolutely caned Anti-bullying U.K. for not making her an ambassador because of her own bullying behaviour. Honestly, was horrific, calling staff of an anti-bullying charity “cunts” whilst complaining with, as ever, absolutely zero self awareness)
She loves the animals yet lives in squalor.
I have followed Jodie for years; there has been ZERO growth in her as a person. She just gets worse.
A vet once told me that best person to work in caring for animals is the one who doesn’t really like them as they are able to do their job and not treat them like pets whilst still being respectful and kind. This is just a giant petting zoo from hell just for Jodie.
I have, lads, taken one for the team and ordered Jodie’s autobiography and I will be posting highlights soon as. I read it back in the day and it was brilliant but not in the way intended.
She is vegan but has leather sofas and uses non-vegan bleach
She is all about the animals and rough and ready but is now doing a glam room
She spends every penny on the animals unless she is spending it on 150 quid a roll wallpaper
She is all about FRESH yet all I seem to see her eat is chips and beans (HOMEMADE)
She is making her neighbours lives hell, slandering them, threatening them and terrorising them yet has forever banged on being an “anti-bullying ambassador” (I remember an infamous blog where she absolutely caned Anti-bullying U.K. for not making her an ambassador because of her own bullying behaviour. Honestly, was horrific, calling staff of an anti-bullying charity “cunts” whilst complaining with, as ever, absolutely zero self awareness)
She loves the animals yet lives in squalor.
I have followed Jodie for years; there has been ZERO growth in her as a person. She just gets worse.
A vet once told me that best person to work in caring for animals is the one who doesn’t really like them as they are able to do their job and not treat them like pets whilst still being respectful and kind. This is just a giant petting zoo from hell just for Jodie.
I have, lads, taken one for the team and ordered Jodie’s autobiography and I will be posting highlights soon as. I read it back in the day and it was brilliant but not in the way intended.
I remember a Mush copy of her autobiography that did the rounds where people would annotate in the margins and then send it onto the next musher. 
They do all look the same
I'm torn between feeling totally irritated by them, but i did find their vid on how to accurately measure your landing and stairs for carpet quite useful
But she’s human viagra so doesn’t need to make any effort
Here's a blog from 2006 (not the one where she slated Anti Bullying UK as cited by @ohcomeon99 above) where she goes peak Jodie at an MP who had the temerity to suggest she wasn't a very good role model.
Put it behind a spoiler due to the eleventy billion words used.
It's a classic.
Put it behind a spoiler due to the eleventy billion words used.
It's a classic.
Monday 27th March 2006 - NOTE TO PHILLIP WILLIS MP - VERY IMPORTANT
So..... an MP, called Phillip Willis, gets up in the House of Commons last week (so I'm told) and says to the Home Secretary that he thinks Jodie Marsh should be banned from doing a tour of schools for Beat Bullying. He's 64. He's a Liberal Democrat. He's under the impression that I am already organising a tour of schools (which I'm not yet anyway - a simple call to Beat Bullying and/or my agent would have confirmed that) and he wants to stop me from doing it. His reason? I'm not a good role model due to some of the things I write on this blog.
Firstly, I want to know why he's wasting public money (that's MY money and YOUR money - if you're a tax-payer anyway) on getting up to speak about something he hasn't even done any research on. His wages are paid by our taxes. And I pay a hell of a lot of tax. Secondly, why is he wasting not only our money, but the Home Secretary's time?! I'll tell you why.....
Remember George Galloway? I know, I know, nobody WANTS to remember him, but, here's the point - he's an MP that wants to be a celebrity. He wants everyone in the country to know his name. Do you know where I'm going with this yet? Yes, friends.... Here we have, I think, yet another MP trying to make a name for himself by starting a public war with me. Has anybody heard of Phillip Willis?! No.... didn't think so.
This man knows that if he starts a public war with an already famous person, he can suddenly be in all the papers and magazines. It's that simple. An MP linked to an unlikely famous person's name and hey presto - overnight fame.
I wasn't bothered by this (other than I really am sick to death of people trying to get famous off my back). This old man can say what he likes. Here's the truth:
It doesn't matter what I say on my blog. I never insult people who haven't insulted me first. I never insult anyone who, in my opinion, doesn't deserve it. If somebody starts a public war with me, I'll happily finish it, as I am no longer the weak, vulnerable, suicidal victim I was at school. Nowadays I'm strong and opinionated. I won't lie down and be slaughtered. If someone has something to say about me, then I'll have an answer. For example, when someone like Jade Goody (of all people) is calling me ugly, then I think it's fair to say that she needs to lose a few pounds. After all, it's me that's been on numerous lads mags' covers, not her. I'm just putting her in her place and telling her to pipe down. I don't encourage others to be like me and I certainly don't encourage violence or nastiness. I wish the whole world was a nice place. I wish I didn't have d*ckheads like Jade Goody slating me publicly without even knowing me. It's a constant battle for me to try and get people to be nice. I've done nothing to deserve their insults in the first place. These people don't even know me. What I say in retaliation to people like Jade, who are constantly slagging me off is my business and it's my way of dealing with people who are picking on me for no reason. I'm not saying what I do is right, but it's right for me. If I point out the facts then it makes me feel better.
When I was bullied at school, half my bullies were thick as sh*t and ugly to boot. I was too upset to even notice this. Instead of thinking to myself "Ok, you're calling ME ugly, yet you are the ugly one - inside AND out", I thought "you're right, I AM ugly, there's nothing I can do to change it, my life is sh*t and it's never going to get any better". In fact, people, I wanted to kill myself and thought about doing it on many an occasion. I used to cry myself to sleep. I thought life was always going to be that way. I didn't have any friends at school, I used to hide in the library at lunch times so as to avoid having food thrown at me or insults screamed at me. I was the freak of the school. I was in a very dark, very lonely, very scary place. As a teenager, I thought it would always be this way for me and that I had no chance of ever being liked or having friends. I thought I was the ugliest thing to ever walk the earth and I didn't understand why people were so nasty. I hadn't done anything to deserve it. I asked myself on a daily basis "Why me?" It was terrifying and depressing.
Now, as an adult, I know that I don't have to put up with it. I do have a tongue (and a sharp one at that) and I'm able to stand up for myself. I have self-worth now, which is something I didn't have at school. I KNOW I'm not ugly (the last time I checked, Front mag isn't a magazine that usually puts mingers on it's cover) and I refuse to listen to people saying I am. I prefer nowadays to say "OK, you're calling me ugly, let's look at YOU missy, cos I'm sure as hell right in saying that you're not perfect either!"
Second to that, my blog is a form of entertainment and I am an entertainer. Not that what I write isn't true (of course, all of it is) and not that I don't mean everything I say, but it's written in such a way that it's entertaining. Sometimes, when I'm having a bad day and yet another moron has called me "ugly" or whatever; I retaliate in my blog because I can. My life is like a soap, an outrageous soap. Pretty much everything I do and think is on here because No 1. I love to write and No 2. It entertains people. It's my way of giving something back to the fans. Even people that don't like me read my daily blog so it must be good (including MP's who really should be spending their days doing important things like: figuring out how we're going to combat the problem of how many homeless people we have in this country, or doing something to help our troops in Iraq, or making hospitals better)!
Anybody that takes my blog that seriously or gets all irate about it really shouldn't be reading it. It's an over-the-top bird's eye view of my life and what happens on a daily basis. It highlights the ridiculousness of being a "celebrity" and also gives people a very intimate picture of my life, my real life that is, not the one most celebrities would have you think is real. As anybody who reads it all the time knows, I talk about anything and everything. I WANT to entertain. Whether that's by writing something really funny or ridiculous, or whether it's by writing something so full of emotion, it makes people cry (as my Big Brother blog did ); I want people to see the real me and I want to break up the boredom for the people that do read it. If someone can take 5 minutes (out of what is possibly a very boring working day) to have a chuckle about what I'm getting up to, then I am achieving what I set out to do.
So.... To get back to the old MP, here's the thing:
My blog has nothing to do with what I can achieve in terms of helping bullied kids and/or teenagers. I have been where they are. I have been so low I've wanted to end my own life. I know what they're going through and I know what I can say to help them. Every year, kids are still killing themselves because of being bullied. If I can stop even ONE of those from that, then I have done a good job. I have given half of my Big Brother charity money to Beat Bullying (£25,000) and I have worked for free on numerous occasions trying to raise awareness for the charity. I receive thousands of letters a week from young girls and boys who are being bullied and are in desperate need of advice or help. They look to me because they know that I have been there and that I survived it. I am a successful young woman; I have overcome many things in life. If you ask any child or teenager who they would rather take advice from: me, Jodie Marsh, young celeb who made her bullying she suffered public from the minute she got famous, or stuffy 64 year old Liberal Democrat MP who no one has heard of: who do you think they're going to choose?! Erm, yeah..... I think the answer would be me every time.
I'm not saying I'm right all the time in the things I say or do, hell NOBODY is, but I sure as hell can do and say the right things to a child or teenager who is thinking of ending their life because it's so sh*t. I can speak on their level; I understand what they are going through. I hand write letters all the time to bullied kids and I even phone them at their homes to have a chat and give them advice. I keep all the letters that get sent to me, if Phillip whatsisface wants to see them, I'd be more than happy to go up to the House of Commons with thousands of them in sacks. In fact, I'm pretty sure I could round up hundreds of people I've helped who would be willing to go with me and tell him a thing or two about how I helped them to cope with the bullying they were suffering. The point is, if this man thinks he can do better, if he thinks that kids will listen to him (or someone like him) more than they will listen to someone like me, if he thinks that he can even talk on the level of a child or teenager then he can bloody well think again. I wonder if he even knows the slang words that are used by kids all over England today. For example, does this posh 64 year old Liberal Democrat know what "nang" means, or "buffers", or "butters"? No? I do. That's because I am in touch with the youth of today. I know how to talk to them; I know what they are feeling and thinking.
I will fight this man all the way, if he so wishes. I have the proof in my house. That is: thousands upon thousands of letters from kids who are being bullied and want advice from someone that has also been through it and survived it; that's me. It doesn't matter what I say on my blog. My blog has absolutely no bearing on what I can do for bullied kids. When a child feels so low that they are thinking of ending their own life and then I step in and am able to give them hope, as I too, was at that same place 12 years ago, nothing I write on my blog even comes into it. I can help these kids - he can't. Most schools still don't know how to combat or deal with bullying. I think that every school should have at least one person specifically assigned to deal with it. Not a teacher; just someone the kids can go and talk to on the level, someone that's cool and nice and that the kids respect, someone that can deal with bullying and put a stop to it, leaving the teachers to get on with teaching. Bullying is still a huge problem. It won't go away until the correct mechanism is put into place. I will eventually devote all of my time to doing charity work and I will fight for something more to be done about bullying. At the moment, not enough is being done. I know this because I hear it all the time. It's the same old story: kids go to their teacher or headmaster with a bullying problem (like I did) and get told to "stay away from the bullies". That's no bloody use. It's not the teachers' faults; they are just too busy and stressed to do anything more about it. Unless, of course, you do get the odd teacher who is so amazing and who cares so much, they WILL go out of their way; like School Teacher Lauren. She works 15 or 16 hour days. Even when the bell goes at 3pm or whatever time, she sits at home planning lessons and marking books until midnight. Her job is never done; yet, she still finds the time to pay a home visit (off her own back) to a child who is refusing to come to school due to being severely bullied and is too SCARED to come to school. She sits down with the kids who are being bullied and tries to find a way to stop it and/or make their life easier. She's not a bullying expert; she just does what she can. She's amazing.
What it really needs, however, is someone who IS an expert and who CAN put a total stop to it; and it needs a person like this in every school in the country.
Now, Mr MP man, if you want a fight about this; you got one. I will not back down; I will not stop helping the kids I help. I can do far more for them than you can ever dream of; and I do. Stop wasting tax-payers money on things that you can't even get the facts straight on. I am not, as yet, organising a tour of schools and even if I were, why would you try and stop me from doing something good? With so much hatred and evil in the world today, you are trying to stop someone from actually doing something really really good. What's that all about?! Shouldn't you be concentrating on real problems, as mentioned above, and shouldn't you be trying to stop some of the evil that is happening? Instead you are getting involved in something to try and make a name for yourself; something that actually is a very good thing and something that, other than the charities, I don't see anybody else doing anything productive about.
If you want to have a vote on it ie. Send a letter round the schools to see if they would want me to come in and meet the kids and give a talk on my own bullying and how I survived it - I'm very willing to do that. Leave a petition in every school that the kids themselves can sign if they want me to pay them a visit or not sign if they don't want me to. Surely as it is the kids we are talking about here - it should be up to them to decide, no?! Come on Willis - let's give it a go.
I am going into a school in April to give a talk and meet the kids. I didn't organise it, the school phoned my agent and asked if I would do it. Did you hear that Willis? The school ASKED for me! I'm very much looking forward to it and I will be honest and open and help anyone that needs it. I will happily talk through my own experiences and answer any questions that may be thrown at me.
I am not the person you think I am and I will prove that to you; even if it takes me twenty years to do it. My job, my website, my image is all a part of my work; my "celebrity caricature" and the real Jodie Marsh is an educated, intelligent and compassionate young woman. Show me another celeb that can do what I can do with bullied kids (and is prepared to drop everything to do it) and I'll back down; but since you can't and you yourself can't do any better than me with this ongoing problem, I suggest you go and find something useful to do with your time (since I'm paying your wages anyway).
If you want to make a name for yourself using a celebrity to do it - why don't you campaign for Kate Moss to be dropped from her various modelling contracts due to her apparent excessive use of drugs?! What sort of a message is that sending out to the youth of today? That it's ok to do drugs? That you can still be hailed an icon even though you're out of your face on coke? That it's COOL to do drugs!? Get real. Our country is in a mess. Our media and people like yourself do not help matters. Kate Moss has been caught doing coke and yet she's still hailed as one of the great icons of our time. Pur-leeeeease! The woman is so thin, she doesn't look healthy and she has a child. She's caught doing class A illegal drugs and yet her face is plastered all over billboards and is even on my TV every time I turn it on.
Now - go and do something useful. I will fight you if you so wish, but believe me; I will win. I actually care about the youth of today, unlike you. And if I do at some point in the future, organise a tour of schools and you do manage to put a stop to it, then I suggest that you be the one to tell the kids that I can't visit them after all cos you don't like me.
Have a good day folks
Xxxxx
So..... an MP, called Phillip Willis, gets up in the House of Commons last week (so I'm told) and says to the Home Secretary that he thinks Jodie Marsh should be banned from doing a tour of schools for Beat Bullying. He's 64. He's a Liberal Democrat. He's under the impression that I am already organising a tour of schools (which I'm not yet anyway - a simple call to Beat Bullying and/or my agent would have confirmed that) and he wants to stop me from doing it. His reason? I'm not a good role model due to some of the things I write on this blog.
Firstly, I want to know why he's wasting public money (that's MY money and YOUR money - if you're a tax-payer anyway) on getting up to speak about something he hasn't even done any research on. His wages are paid by our taxes. And I pay a hell of a lot of tax. Secondly, why is he wasting not only our money, but the Home Secretary's time?! I'll tell you why.....
Remember George Galloway? I know, I know, nobody WANTS to remember him, but, here's the point - he's an MP that wants to be a celebrity. He wants everyone in the country to know his name. Do you know where I'm going with this yet? Yes, friends.... Here we have, I think, yet another MP trying to make a name for himself by starting a public war with me. Has anybody heard of Phillip Willis?! No.... didn't think so.
This man knows that if he starts a public war with an already famous person, he can suddenly be in all the papers and magazines. It's that simple. An MP linked to an unlikely famous person's name and hey presto - overnight fame.
I wasn't bothered by this (other than I really am sick to death of people trying to get famous off my back). This old man can say what he likes. Here's the truth:
It doesn't matter what I say on my blog. I never insult people who haven't insulted me first. I never insult anyone who, in my opinion, doesn't deserve it. If somebody starts a public war with me, I'll happily finish it, as I am no longer the weak, vulnerable, suicidal victim I was at school. Nowadays I'm strong and opinionated. I won't lie down and be slaughtered. If someone has something to say about me, then I'll have an answer. For example, when someone like Jade Goody (of all people) is calling me ugly, then I think it's fair to say that she needs to lose a few pounds. After all, it's me that's been on numerous lads mags' covers, not her. I'm just putting her in her place and telling her to pipe down. I don't encourage others to be like me and I certainly don't encourage violence or nastiness. I wish the whole world was a nice place. I wish I didn't have d*ckheads like Jade Goody slating me publicly without even knowing me. It's a constant battle for me to try and get people to be nice. I've done nothing to deserve their insults in the first place. These people don't even know me. What I say in retaliation to people like Jade, who are constantly slagging me off is my business and it's my way of dealing with people who are picking on me for no reason. I'm not saying what I do is right, but it's right for me. If I point out the facts then it makes me feel better.
When I was bullied at school, half my bullies were thick as sh*t and ugly to boot. I was too upset to even notice this. Instead of thinking to myself "Ok, you're calling ME ugly, yet you are the ugly one - inside AND out", I thought "you're right, I AM ugly, there's nothing I can do to change it, my life is sh*t and it's never going to get any better". In fact, people, I wanted to kill myself and thought about doing it on many an occasion. I used to cry myself to sleep. I thought life was always going to be that way. I didn't have any friends at school, I used to hide in the library at lunch times so as to avoid having food thrown at me or insults screamed at me. I was the freak of the school. I was in a very dark, very lonely, very scary place. As a teenager, I thought it would always be this way for me and that I had no chance of ever being liked or having friends. I thought I was the ugliest thing to ever walk the earth and I didn't understand why people were so nasty. I hadn't done anything to deserve it. I asked myself on a daily basis "Why me?" It was terrifying and depressing.
Now, as an adult, I know that I don't have to put up with it. I do have a tongue (and a sharp one at that) and I'm able to stand up for myself. I have self-worth now, which is something I didn't have at school. I KNOW I'm not ugly (the last time I checked, Front mag isn't a magazine that usually puts mingers on it's cover) and I refuse to listen to people saying I am. I prefer nowadays to say "OK, you're calling me ugly, let's look at YOU missy, cos I'm sure as hell right in saying that you're not perfect either!"
Second to that, my blog is a form of entertainment and I am an entertainer. Not that what I write isn't true (of course, all of it is) and not that I don't mean everything I say, but it's written in such a way that it's entertaining. Sometimes, when I'm having a bad day and yet another moron has called me "ugly" or whatever; I retaliate in my blog because I can. My life is like a soap, an outrageous soap. Pretty much everything I do and think is on here because No 1. I love to write and No 2. It entertains people. It's my way of giving something back to the fans. Even people that don't like me read my daily blog so it must be good (including MP's who really should be spending their days doing important things like: figuring out how we're going to combat the problem of how many homeless people we have in this country, or doing something to help our troops in Iraq, or making hospitals better)!
Anybody that takes my blog that seriously or gets all irate about it really shouldn't be reading it. It's an over-the-top bird's eye view of my life and what happens on a daily basis. It highlights the ridiculousness of being a "celebrity" and also gives people a very intimate picture of my life, my real life that is, not the one most celebrities would have you think is real. As anybody who reads it all the time knows, I talk about anything and everything. I WANT to entertain. Whether that's by writing something really funny or ridiculous, or whether it's by writing something so full of emotion, it makes people cry (as my Big Brother blog did ); I want people to see the real me and I want to break up the boredom for the people that do read it. If someone can take 5 minutes (out of what is possibly a very boring working day) to have a chuckle about what I'm getting up to, then I am achieving what I set out to do.
So.... To get back to the old MP, here's the thing:
My blog has nothing to do with what I can achieve in terms of helping bullied kids and/or teenagers. I have been where they are. I have been so low I've wanted to end my own life. I know what they're going through and I know what I can say to help them. Every year, kids are still killing themselves because of being bullied. If I can stop even ONE of those from that, then I have done a good job. I have given half of my Big Brother charity money to Beat Bullying (£25,000) and I have worked for free on numerous occasions trying to raise awareness for the charity. I receive thousands of letters a week from young girls and boys who are being bullied and are in desperate need of advice or help. They look to me because they know that I have been there and that I survived it. I am a successful young woman; I have overcome many things in life. If you ask any child or teenager who they would rather take advice from: me, Jodie Marsh, young celeb who made her bullying she suffered public from the minute she got famous, or stuffy 64 year old Liberal Democrat MP who no one has heard of: who do you think they're going to choose?! Erm, yeah..... I think the answer would be me every time.
I'm not saying I'm right all the time in the things I say or do, hell NOBODY is, but I sure as hell can do and say the right things to a child or teenager who is thinking of ending their life because it's so sh*t. I can speak on their level; I understand what they are going through. I hand write letters all the time to bullied kids and I even phone them at their homes to have a chat and give them advice. I keep all the letters that get sent to me, if Phillip whatsisface wants to see them, I'd be more than happy to go up to the House of Commons with thousands of them in sacks. In fact, I'm pretty sure I could round up hundreds of people I've helped who would be willing to go with me and tell him a thing or two about how I helped them to cope with the bullying they were suffering. The point is, if this man thinks he can do better, if he thinks that kids will listen to him (or someone like him) more than they will listen to someone like me, if he thinks that he can even talk on the level of a child or teenager then he can bloody well think again. I wonder if he even knows the slang words that are used by kids all over England today. For example, does this posh 64 year old Liberal Democrat know what "nang" means, or "buffers", or "butters"? No? I do. That's because I am in touch with the youth of today. I know how to talk to them; I know what they are feeling and thinking.
I will fight this man all the way, if he so wishes. I have the proof in my house. That is: thousands upon thousands of letters from kids who are being bullied and want advice from someone that has also been through it and survived it; that's me. It doesn't matter what I say on my blog. My blog has absolutely no bearing on what I can do for bullied kids. When a child feels so low that they are thinking of ending their own life and then I step in and am able to give them hope, as I too, was at that same place 12 years ago, nothing I write on my blog even comes into it. I can help these kids - he can't. Most schools still don't know how to combat or deal with bullying. I think that every school should have at least one person specifically assigned to deal with it. Not a teacher; just someone the kids can go and talk to on the level, someone that's cool and nice and that the kids respect, someone that can deal with bullying and put a stop to it, leaving the teachers to get on with teaching. Bullying is still a huge problem. It won't go away until the correct mechanism is put into place. I will eventually devote all of my time to doing charity work and I will fight for something more to be done about bullying. At the moment, not enough is being done. I know this because I hear it all the time. It's the same old story: kids go to their teacher or headmaster with a bullying problem (like I did) and get told to "stay away from the bullies". That's no bloody use. It's not the teachers' faults; they are just too busy and stressed to do anything more about it. Unless, of course, you do get the odd teacher who is so amazing and who cares so much, they WILL go out of their way; like School Teacher Lauren. She works 15 or 16 hour days. Even when the bell goes at 3pm or whatever time, she sits at home planning lessons and marking books until midnight. Her job is never done; yet, she still finds the time to pay a home visit (off her own back) to a child who is refusing to come to school due to being severely bullied and is too SCARED to come to school. She sits down with the kids who are being bullied and tries to find a way to stop it and/or make their life easier. She's not a bullying expert; she just does what she can. She's amazing.
What it really needs, however, is someone who IS an expert and who CAN put a total stop to it; and it needs a person like this in every school in the country.
Now, Mr MP man, if you want a fight about this; you got one. I will not back down; I will not stop helping the kids I help. I can do far more for them than you can ever dream of; and I do. Stop wasting tax-payers money on things that you can't even get the facts straight on. I am not, as yet, organising a tour of schools and even if I were, why would you try and stop me from doing something good? With so much hatred and evil in the world today, you are trying to stop someone from actually doing something really really good. What's that all about?! Shouldn't you be concentrating on real problems, as mentioned above, and shouldn't you be trying to stop some of the evil that is happening? Instead you are getting involved in something to try and make a name for yourself; something that actually is a very good thing and something that, other than the charities, I don't see anybody else doing anything productive about.
If you want to have a vote on it ie. Send a letter round the schools to see if they would want me to come in and meet the kids and give a talk on my own bullying and how I survived it - I'm very willing to do that. Leave a petition in every school that the kids themselves can sign if they want me to pay them a visit or not sign if they don't want me to. Surely as it is the kids we are talking about here - it should be up to them to decide, no?! Come on Willis - let's give it a go.
I am going into a school in April to give a talk and meet the kids. I didn't organise it, the school phoned my agent and asked if I would do it. Did you hear that Willis? The school ASKED for me! I'm very much looking forward to it and I will be honest and open and help anyone that needs it. I will happily talk through my own experiences and answer any questions that may be thrown at me.
I am not the person you think I am and I will prove that to you; even if it takes me twenty years to do it. My job, my website, my image is all a part of my work; my "celebrity caricature" and the real Jodie Marsh is an educated, intelligent and compassionate young woman. Show me another celeb that can do what I can do with bullied kids (and is prepared to drop everything to do it) and I'll back down; but since you can't and you yourself can't do any better than me with this ongoing problem, I suggest you go and find something useful to do with your time (since I'm paying your wages anyway).
If you want to make a name for yourself using a celebrity to do it - why don't you campaign for Kate Moss to be dropped from her various modelling contracts due to her apparent excessive use of drugs?! What sort of a message is that sending out to the youth of today? That it's ok to do drugs? That you can still be hailed an icon even though you're out of your face on coke? That it's COOL to do drugs!? Get real. Our country is in a mess. Our media and people like yourself do not help matters. Kate Moss has been caught doing coke and yet she's still hailed as one of the great icons of our time. Pur-leeeeease! The woman is so thin, she doesn't look healthy and she has a child. She's caught doing class A illegal drugs and yet her face is plastered all over billboards and is even on my TV every time I turn it on.
Now - go and do something useful. I will fight you if you so wish, but believe me; I will win. I actually care about the youth of today, unlike you. And if I do at some point in the future, organise a tour of schools and you do manage to put a stop to it, then I suggest that you be the one to tell the kids that I can't visit them after all cos you don't like me.
Have a good day folks
Xxxxx
Imagine it with no pants on!!! That would surely be a public indecency offence!!!I was not ready for that sexy squatting arse pic!
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Huge belly warmers!
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Her over the shoulder boulder holder is in need of Parge's scaffolding now. It obviously runs in the family. The apple didn't fall far from the tree did it Parge! At your age too. An utter disgrace.I was not ready for that sexy squatting arse pic!
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Hang on. That sounds amazing. Does anyone know where this is? Was it on her now-deleted blog?
Can't find the original @Bloody orange Hell
Here's a blog called The Friday Project who can shed more light on Beat Bullying dropping Jodie after what she wrote on her blog after leaving the Big Brother house.
Behind a spoiler cos it's long but here's a couple of excerpts.
"When we read in the Daily Mirror last weekend that she has been chastised by one of her charities for comments made on her blog, we found it a bit difficult to believe. 'We do not endorse any of our ambassador's personal opinions,' said a spokesperson for Beat Bullying. Which seems a little harsh. So in the absence of any denial or confirmation by Jodie herself, we called Beat Bullying and were told, 'We're not allowed to comment about Jodie Marsh, I'm afraid.' Strange. We were curious. 'Will she beat you up if you do?' There was a pause. 'We're not allowed to comment,' they repeated. Shame."
"Of her fellow housemates, she wrote: 'C*nts, self-obsessed c*nts. People dead in swimming pools, big scary lips, dead gorillas flying past my window, strange American whining in ear, fake boobs and 50 year old men turn into cats... Bullymore is vile and deranged in my opinion. Pete is the ugliest thing inside and out I've ever met, George is a dictating, un-intelligent little man... Rula is a two-faced bitter old woman... Traci is a bit thick with no morals or opinions of her own, who would happily jump into bed with another man, despite being about to be married. Maggot is exactly that - a maggot, without brain, kindness or moral. [sic]'
Though few would argue with much of her assessment (except the stuff about Maggot, surely?), you can see why Beat Bullying might feel it necessary to distance themselves from Marsh."
Here's a blog called The Friday Project who can shed more light on Beat Bullying dropping Jodie after what she wrote on her blog after leaving the Big Brother house.
Behind a spoiler cos it's long but here's a couple of excerpts.
18 February 2006
'When people are hostile or rude, when they say cruel or unkind things, it is invariably a reflection of their own troubled spirit...' - Jodie Marsh, Keeping It Real
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If there's one thing we've learned from reading Jodie Marsh's blog, it's that there are an awful lot of lies written about her in the press. In fact, as she makes abundantly clear time and time again, the only place you can find the truth about Jodie Marsh is in her blog. Oh, and her autobiography, 'Keeping It Real'. This is why when we read in the Daily Mirror last weekend that she has been chastised by one of her charities for comments made on her blog, we found it a bit difficult to believe. 'We do not endorse any of our ambassador's personal opinions,' said a spokesperson for Beat Bullying. Which seems a little harsh. So in the absence of any denial or confirmation by Jodie herself, we called Beat Bullying and were told, 'We're not allowed to comment about Jodie Marsh, I'm afraid.' Strange. We were curious. 'Will she beat you up if you do?' There was a pause. 'We're not allowed to comment,' they repeated. Shame. Thankfully, we are.
Jodie Marsh started writing a blog in May of last year and it quickly became clear that this was not going to be one of those perfunctory, self-promoting blogs that some celebs write. Rather this was going to be one of those super-detailed, nauseatingly repetitive, confessional blogs that self-obsessed, dim-witted teenagers write. But one with masses of self-promotion. However, the blog quickly became a great deal more than a place for Jodie to list the parties, the clubs, the red carpets, the 'faces', the snogs and the book plugs. Importantly for Jodie, it became a place to have a good old whinge when the world brings her down, and a place to get her own back on all those horrible journalists who regularly wrong her.
In September, one Sanjeeta Bains wrote a scurrilous piece in Now magazine suggesting that were you take Jodie Marsh home to meet your mother, your mother would not be pleased. As any seasoned Marsh-watcher will testify, despite on occasion displaying what can perhaps best be described as a brash swaggering repugnance, Jodie Marsh is actually an achingly sensitive soul, easily wounded by the suffering of animals and other innocents. Consequently, this baseless jibe really stuck in her craw. In defending herself she wrote: 'I told her that actually, I WAS the sort of girl any guy would take home to their mum. I'm not stupid (11 GCSE's and 3 A levels), I have impeccable manners, I respect my elders ie. Ulrika Johnson, I do a hell of a lot of Charity work, I'm great fun and I do actually dress normally 6 days a week.' She went on to dismiss Bains as 'one in a long line of arseholes' who try to discredit her and ruin her life. She suggests that instead of journalism, Bains should try 'writing
fiction novels.' Not novels. No. Fiction novels. Yes.
Jodie hates journalists. They fall into two distinct categories: sick, monstrous morons and those that like her. The former just think she's a talentless slapper who ponces about in two belts and precious little else. They don't like to talk about her academic and other achievements, the fact that she was in the army cadets for four years, went to a private school where she was top of the class in everything and was actually very well brought up. All they want to talk about is how she is 'as thick and pointless as Jordan.' Yawn. No, wait, there's more...
'They don't care if I'm an ambassador to 7, yes 7 charities. They don't care if I'm writing letters to young girls that are being bullied, trying to show them that they CAN be a survivor. They don't care that my nan, who's already deaf, is now losing her eyesight, her only communication with the world. They don't care...'
OK, that's enough.
Well, maybe just a little more: 'I'm gonna leave you with a quote from my book,' she writes.
'"It takes no talent, no brains and no character to criticise. Only God can create a flower but any foolish child can pull it to pieces. When people are hostile or rude, when they say cruel or unkind things, it is invariably a reflection of their own troubled spirit, rather than a reflection of you." Beautiful (above quote does not count in regard to Fran [Cosgrave - Jodie's ex] or anyone else who deserves a good roasting!)'.
Erm. Right, yes. Beautiful.
Here we see the key to Jodie's most pressing flaw, that which leaves her slightly at odds with the ethos of the bullying charity for which she is a very proud ambassador. When Jodie is criticised, she tends to go on the attack. She will point out that there is nothing worse than saying hurtful unnecessary things about someone you've never even met, before going on to do exactly that, launching herself at her critics in the most unrelentingly cack-handed, infantile way. She will defend this viciousness on the grounds that 'I refuse to be the victim I was at school. I'm not just gonna lie down and take the abuse, I'll come out fighting.' So when Ulrika Jonsson described her as 'ugly' and had a crass pop at her unusually-shaped nose in one of her columns, Marsh went very much on the offensive in her blog, laying into Jonsson at astonishing length and making repeated reference to Jonsson's failed marriages. And when Liz Hambleton of More magazine made a comment about her hair, Marsh demanded that she take part in a pulling contest. This gave rise to the horribly misdirected self-aggrandisement of this sentence: 'I think it's fair to say, she was left a little red-faced as the men drew gasps of delight at my flat brown belly and whopping melons and gasps of horror at her sagging flaps and wrinkly rolls.'
Jodie's last blog post before going into the Celebrity Big Brother house included this: 'All I ask is this: if you like me on CBB, then please vote for me. The money from the phone calls goes to my charity and I REALLY really don't want to be out first!!!!! Give me a chance.' When she returned a week later, she chose to post a selection of the hundreds of text messages of support she received on her eviction. One comparing her to Christ: '...When people mistake your confidence for arrogance, remember... Jesus was misunderstood....' and one from Emma of Beat Bullying, saying, 'Jodie, you rock. You acted with guts and stood up to the bullies.'
Sadly, it was it this point that, true to form, Jodie launched into a series of her usual over-zealous, protest-too-much tirades. Of her fellow housemates, she wrote:
'C*nts, self-obsessed c*nts. People dead in swimming pools, big scary lips, dead gorillas flying past my window, strange American whining in ear, fake boobs and 50 year old men turn into cats... Bullymore is vile and deranged in my opinion. Pete is the ugliest thing inside and out I've ever met, George is a dictating, un-intelligent little man... Rula is a two-faced bitter old woman... Traci is a bit thick with no morals or opinions of her own, who would happily jump into bed with another man, despite being about to be married. Maggot is exactly that - a maggot, without brain, kindness or moral. [sic]'
Though few would argue with much of her assessment (except the stuff about Maggot, surely?), you can see why Beat Bullying might feel it necessary to distance themselves from Marsh. If indeed they did. They're not allowed to comment. She does rather prompt the question, who's the biggest bully? The bully? Or the bully who bullies the bully? It's terribly sad that she seems to have so much to prove. The constant references to her intelligence, her charity work and her celebrity are as embarrassing as her seeming inability to let go of a grudge. 'No point stooping to their level' she writes at one point, of some critical journo or other. But of course this is exactly what she cannot stop herself from doing. She has none of the dignity of one who has truly learned the lessons of hardship. So it is with all of this in mind that we at The Friday Thing would like to offer our complete support and, yeah, we'll say it, our love to Jodie Marsh. We hope that she can overcome the spurned pitbull in her soul and learn to rise above the flak with dignity and genuine warmth. We pray that when battalions of sorrows come pecking at her heels, she can begin to live up to her reputation as a kind of fire-damaged blow-up Jesus and learn to turn the other cheek. But in the meantime, we just hope she carries on blogging. Because it is very funny. In a cold, unpleasant kind of way.
'When people are hostile or rude, when they say cruel or unkind things, it is invariably a reflection of their own troubled spirit...' - Jodie Marsh, Keeping It Real
....
If there's one thing we've learned from reading Jodie Marsh's blog, it's that there are an awful lot of lies written about her in the press. In fact, as she makes abundantly clear time and time again, the only place you can find the truth about Jodie Marsh is in her blog. Oh, and her autobiography, 'Keeping It Real'. This is why when we read in the Daily Mirror last weekend that she has been chastised by one of her charities for comments made on her blog, we found it a bit difficult to believe. 'We do not endorse any of our ambassador's personal opinions,' said a spokesperson for Beat Bullying. Which seems a little harsh. So in the absence of any denial or confirmation by Jodie herself, we called Beat Bullying and were told, 'We're not allowed to comment about Jodie Marsh, I'm afraid.' Strange. We were curious. 'Will she beat you up if you do?' There was a pause. 'We're not allowed to comment,' they repeated. Shame. Thankfully, we are.
Jodie Marsh started writing a blog in May of last year and it quickly became clear that this was not going to be one of those perfunctory, self-promoting blogs that some celebs write. Rather this was going to be one of those super-detailed, nauseatingly repetitive, confessional blogs that self-obsessed, dim-witted teenagers write. But one with masses of self-promotion. However, the blog quickly became a great deal more than a place for Jodie to list the parties, the clubs, the red carpets, the 'faces', the snogs and the book plugs. Importantly for Jodie, it became a place to have a good old whinge when the world brings her down, and a place to get her own back on all those horrible journalists who regularly wrong her.
In September, one Sanjeeta Bains wrote a scurrilous piece in Now magazine suggesting that were you take Jodie Marsh home to meet your mother, your mother would not be pleased. As any seasoned Marsh-watcher will testify, despite on occasion displaying what can perhaps best be described as a brash swaggering repugnance, Jodie Marsh is actually an achingly sensitive soul, easily wounded by the suffering of animals and other innocents. Consequently, this baseless jibe really stuck in her craw. In defending herself she wrote: 'I told her that actually, I WAS the sort of girl any guy would take home to their mum. I'm not stupid (11 GCSE's and 3 A levels), I have impeccable manners, I respect my elders ie. Ulrika Johnson, I do a hell of a lot of Charity work, I'm great fun and I do actually dress normally 6 days a week.' She went on to dismiss Bains as 'one in a long line of arseholes' who try to discredit her and ruin her life. She suggests that instead of journalism, Bains should try 'writing
fiction novels.' Not novels. No. Fiction novels. Yes.
Jodie hates journalists. They fall into two distinct categories: sick, monstrous morons and those that like her. The former just think she's a talentless slapper who ponces about in two belts and precious little else. They don't like to talk about her academic and other achievements, the fact that she was in the army cadets for four years, went to a private school where she was top of the class in everything and was actually very well brought up. All they want to talk about is how she is 'as thick and pointless as Jordan.' Yawn. No, wait, there's more...
'They don't care if I'm an ambassador to 7, yes 7 charities. They don't care if I'm writing letters to young girls that are being bullied, trying to show them that they CAN be a survivor. They don't care that my nan, who's already deaf, is now losing her eyesight, her only communication with the world. They don't care...'
OK, that's enough.
Well, maybe just a little more: 'I'm gonna leave you with a quote from my book,' she writes.
'"It takes no talent, no brains and no character to criticise. Only God can create a flower but any foolish child can pull it to pieces. When people are hostile or rude, when they say cruel or unkind things, it is invariably a reflection of their own troubled spirit, rather than a reflection of you." Beautiful (above quote does not count in regard to Fran [Cosgrave - Jodie's ex] or anyone else who deserves a good roasting!)'.
Erm. Right, yes. Beautiful.
Here we see the key to Jodie's most pressing flaw, that which leaves her slightly at odds with the ethos of the bullying charity for which she is a very proud ambassador. When Jodie is criticised, she tends to go on the attack. She will point out that there is nothing worse than saying hurtful unnecessary things about someone you've never even met, before going on to do exactly that, launching herself at her critics in the most unrelentingly cack-handed, infantile way. She will defend this viciousness on the grounds that 'I refuse to be the victim I was at school. I'm not just gonna lie down and take the abuse, I'll come out fighting.' So when Ulrika Jonsson described her as 'ugly' and had a crass pop at her unusually-shaped nose in one of her columns, Marsh went very much on the offensive in her blog, laying into Jonsson at astonishing length and making repeated reference to Jonsson's failed marriages. And when Liz Hambleton of More magazine made a comment about her hair, Marsh demanded that she take part in a pulling contest. This gave rise to the horribly misdirected self-aggrandisement of this sentence: 'I think it's fair to say, she was left a little red-faced as the men drew gasps of delight at my flat brown belly and whopping melons and gasps of horror at her sagging flaps and wrinkly rolls.'
Jodie's last blog post before going into the Celebrity Big Brother house included this: 'All I ask is this: if you like me on CBB, then please vote for me. The money from the phone calls goes to my charity and I REALLY really don't want to be out first!!!!! Give me a chance.' When she returned a week later, she chose to post a selection of the hundreds of text messages of support she received on her eviction. One comparing her to Christ: '...When people mistake your confidence for arrogance, remember... Jesus was misunderstood....' and one from Emma of Beat Bullying, saying, 'Jodie, you rock. You acted with guts and stood up to the bullies.'
Sadly, it was it this point that, true to form, Jodie launched into a series of her usual over-zealous, protest-too-much tirades. Of her fellow housemates, she wrote:
'C*nts, self-obsessed c*nts. People dead in swimming pools, big scary lips, dead gorillas flying past my window, strange American whining in ear, fake boobs and 50 year old men turn into cats... Bullymore is vile and deranged in my opinion. Pete is the ugliest thing inside and out I've ever met, George is a dictating, un-intelligent little man... Rula is a two-faced bitter old woman... Traci is a bit thick with no morals or opinions of her own, who would happily jump into bed with another man, despite being about to be married. Maggot is exactly that - a maggot, without brain, kindness or moral. [sic]'
Though few would argue with much of her assessment (except the stuff about Maggot, surely?), you can see why Beat Bullying might feel it necessary to distance themselves from Marsh. If indeed they did. They're not allowed to comment. She does rather prompt the question, who's the biggest bully? The bully? Or the bully who bullies the bully? It's terribly sad that she seems to have so much to prove. The constant references to her intelligence, her charity work and her celebrity are as embarrassing as her seeming inability to let go of a grudge. 'No point stooping to their level' she writes at one point, of some critical journo or other. But of course this is exactly what she cannot stop herself from doing. She has none of the dignity of one who has truly learned the lessons of hardship. So it is with all of this in mind that we at The Friday Thing would like to offer our complete support and, yeah, we'll say it, our love to Jodie Marsh. We hope that she can overcome the spurned pitbull in her soul and learn to rise above the flak with dignity and genuine warmth. We pray that when battalions of sorrows come pecking at her heels, she can begin to live up to her reputation as a kind of fire-damaged blow-up Jesus and learn to turn the other cheek. But in the meantime, we just hope she carries on blogging. Because it is very funny. In a cold, unpleasant kind of way.
"When we read in the Daily Mirror last weekend that she has been chastised by one of her charities for comments made on her blog, we found it a bit difficult to believe. 'We do not endorse any of our ambassador's personal opinions,' said a spokesperson for Beat Bullying. Which seems a little harsh. So in the absence of any denial or confirmation by Jodie herself, we called Beat Bullying and were told, 'We're not allowed to comment about Jodie Marsh, I'm afraid.' Strange. We were curious. 'Will she beat you up if you do?' There was a pause. 'We're not allowed to comment,' they repeated. Shame."
"Of her fellow housemates, she wrote: 'C*nts, self-obsessed c*nts. People dead in swimming pools, big scary lips, dead gorillas flying past my window, strange American whining in ear, fake boobs and 50 year old men turn into cats... Bullymore is vile and deranged in my opinion. Pete is the ugliest thing inside and out I've ever met, George is a dictating, un-intelligent little man... Rula is a two-faced bitter old woman... Traci is a bit thick with no morals or opinions of her own, who would happily jump into bed with another man, despite being about to be married. Maggot is exactly that - a maggot, without brain, kindness or moral. [sic]'
Though few would argue with much of her assessment (except the stuff about Maggot, surely?), you can see why Beat Bullying might feel it necessary to distance themselves from Marsh."
Hitting a bit of a nerve with this one.
I like big pants and i can’t deny 
I do, under my thick winter tights at workI like big pants and i can’t deny
I think my absolute favourite thing to come from the most recently posted blogs on this thread was her assertion that George Galloway only became famous for arguing with her in Big Brother 
I think it sums her up really doesn’t it.
I think it sums her up really doesn’t it.
she’s so bleeping cringy
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That back sides well paid for in chip fat and beef crisp…. that’s one ass
don’t worry, remember the interview, she only wears crotchless underwear. still open for debate if they’re meant to be crotchless or she’s just wearing dirty, rotten old pants
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