Today's Telegraph weighs in with a summary of the terrible travails of columnist and talk show hostess Tina Brown. Recent hit jobs on Tina have ranged from Jack Shafer's super-harsh piece on Slate to the Observer's anonymous Tina parody, and of course let's not forget the Washington Post ombudsman's memo which started this dirty snowball rolling. The whole world seems ready to hang Tina out to dry like a towel soaked in yesterday's eau de zeitgeist.

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I've refused to jump on the massively overloaded Tina-bashing bandwagon for a number of reasons. First, she delivers entertainment, which is more than I can say for most of the haters out there. She says totally trashy kicky things. She doesn't sound like everybody else, which is a plus in this beige beige world. Everyone thinks she's so gauche and honestly I think everybody just has big self-important sticks up their asses.

Furthermore, you know they'd all pile in a cab uptown for dinner the second she invited them.

WWD's Jacob Bernstein chalks the Tina-hating up to society's eagerness to take down smart successful blonde women. But she's not a skank like Courtney Love, nor up on charges like Martha Stewart, nor even a female cuckold like Hillary Clinton. She simply bugs the hell out of people because of the way she gawks at cool. Of course, the cool media kids are all paid to do the same task, but, unlike Tina, they pretend they don't care. They're shackled by their own compulsion to be cool.

Best of all about Tina, she'll never try to be any of the Wolf/f/es: Tom, Michael, or Naomi. But she'll pay for it: Tina has become the geeky girl that the bitchy girls don't want to be friends with. Although of course I reserve the right to turn on her mercilessly when she's popular again, for now I'll say it loud and proud: go forth and be Tina, Tina, and don't let the media Heathers get you down.
The reinvention of Tina Brown begins to unravel [Telegraph]