Simon Jordan - A twat detected

Rather than give credibility to the orange one's latest rant against Charlton Athletic by contesting it here, I have managed to locate this very apt photograph of the loathsome Chairman of AFC Croydon. He obviously likes to see himself in the company of movie stars but take a look at that pose with his hands? What's going on? Is it some form of Freudian signature mime. Perhaps he's trying to tell us something??

Couple that with the following piece from Guardian journalist Charlie Brooker in his review of the TV Programme 'Fortune: Million Pound Giveaway' (not really Scorcese is it Jordo?) and I think that you have a fairly accurate portrait of the man -


"On the panel are Duncan Bannatyne (who I quite like), Jeffrey Archer (who I don't), two women who look the same, and Simon Jordan - who performs a mind-boggling miracle each week by coming across as a bigger, smugger arsehole than Archer. He looks like a cross between Gérard Depardieu and a thick waiter, and is one of those people you instinctively dislike the moment you clap eyes on them, presumably thanks to some weird, primordial twat-detector lurking in the evolutionary backwaters of the brain. Consequently, everything he says and does fills you with revulsion. Everything. Last week he raised an eyebrow and I vomited blood for an hour."


A very perceptive piece Mr Brooker, absolutely blinking marvellous!!