Katie Price: Home video porn queen Vs family values opinionist?

Katie Price

The hiring of Katie Price (aka Jordan) as a Sun columnist for its new Sunday edition is a brilliant coup. Though she appears to pen nothing with her actual acrylic-nailed digits, her flow of verbal expression on sundry topics will be ably captured by a team of showbiz scribes hacking their way through the scrub of Know-What-I-Means.

Her ascension to the commentariat does, however, throw into sharp relief Tabloid Reality (TR) and Internet Reality (IR). TR depicts Katie as a transformed celebrity: once a mindless, selfish glamour model who rode horses, she is now a thoughtful, engaged observer of the passing scene. Who still rides horses. IR accommodates this vision via Google and other search engines. But it also embraces porno Katie, star of a graphic home video, with well-endowed stubbly music person Dane Bowers, which is still freely accessible.

I note her impressively cool countenance even under the sway of buzzing dildo or Dane's toe.

The catholic reader (as opposed to Catholic reader) will somehow attempt to reconcile TR and IR perceptions of Katie as they leaf their way through the family newspaper she now opines for. In a multi-dimensional age this ought not be too challenging. After all, one can click from the Vatican's website to a porn site in an instant without a cluck. Both images may be contained in a split screen arrangement, if inclined to such activity.

In a sense, the neo-personifier of family values is not subverted by images of her cock-sucking Dane: these are simply ideas homogenised by online alternating familiarity. From this perspective. Katie is something of a revolutionary because she compels us to think of 'family' and 'porn' as interchangeable terms mediated through her protean person. It is no longer adequate to label Katie as one thing or another. She simply is.

Relatively speaking, what's to choose?