I happened to catch This Week last night on the Beeb, and noticed that Diane Abbott had re-appeared next to Michael Portillo on the sofa. She’s been off campaigning for the Labour leadership, apparently.
Speaking personally, I have no major feelings either way on her, or her chances of winning the leadership. Frankly, I don’t care much either, except inasmuch as if either she or the dreadful Ed Balls wins, Labour will be lucky to ever see power again, which is a good thing. I have, however, not a lot of respect for her, believing her to be both a champagne socialist and a hypocrite.
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Sport! Who needs it?
I hadn’t intended to write about football today, of all days. Frankly, I’d rather forget the appalling display I and about 20 million other people in the UK witnessed yesterday, but it’s hard to avoid. I’m really a rugby man, and I’d be quite happy to go back to reading the humourous texts flooding into my Nokia about the England team. However…
I think I’ll leave it to the LA Times to say what I think. The article’s worth a read, but this section sums it up for me:
“The sad truth of the matter is that England’s players, with few exceptions, are an arrogant, ignorant and unpleasant lot. They are paid far too much by their Premier League clubs, where their true allegiance lies, and their ability individually and collectively in an England shirt does not match their swagger.
It is not too much to say that the worthless and nationalistic English tabloids are reflected in the English team. It’s all about drinking, drugs, womanizing, gambling, fast cars and slow minds. Little England written large.”
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