The biggest reason I am full of hate for Murdoch and Co.

The novel that I've been writing. The novel that I've spent a lot of time thinking about.
This novel, it features a protagonist who earns his money digging up dirt on celebrities to sell to the red-tops. His own world falls apart when his ex disappears and he becomes suspect number one, but if ever there was anyone equipped to find out the truth, it's him.
But now? It just pales. Absolutely pales. I thought I stooped low, but there are miles and miles of sewers running below the deepest one my imagination reached. And in a few months, every publisher, every agent, is going to be deluged with a flood of phone-hacking bin-dippers.
OK, it's not the biggest reason. Them all being emissaries of Satan, that's the biggest reason. But still.