Do you ever get the feeling that you just watched a piece of dynamite explode? I just watched Panorama on bbc1, and it suddenly truck struck me how monumental the events of tomorrow may turn out to me. Tomorrow, the CEO of News international, one of the biggest news organisations in all the world, will be questioned in part of a scandal which also has a good chance of forcing the Prime minister to resign. Rarely has he word seen the like.

I would like to be able to say I’ve never liked Murdoch or Sky, but that would be untrue. As a kid I practically begged my dad to get Sky so I could watch American wrestling and therefore blend in more at school. I soon realised that wrestling was a soap opera in trunks, and not long after that Sky was only interested in taking my dad’s money. I now realise that the whole organisation is a sham; a con for swindling the gullible. I loathe the Murdoch press and media, and so I must admit to relishing the prospect of Murdoch being torn to shreds tomorrow.

Yet, at the same time, I know I must not relish it so much. My brother Luke once told me of a very wise motto: ‘I do not agree with what you say, but I will defend your right to say it to my death’. We lefties might be bouncing up and down at the prospect of seeing the right wing media take a trouncing tomorrow, but at the same time they have a right to be there. Mind you, in the way that Murdoch himself shut down news of the world in an effort to save his own skin, we can see he doesn’t care about that sort of thing himself. I thought the News of the World utterly juvenile, but what Murdoch did was an act of a mann who had grown too powerful; a man too used to invincibility. The problem, then, is not with the right-wing papers; the problem is the fact that so much of the media is controlled by one man and his son. A man who, until now, has enjoyed far too much power. I think tomorrow he’ll fall. The question, as tonight’s Panorama made clear, is who he’ll take with him.