Nick Clegg’s kids supported Spain’s football team during the European Championships according to this article in the Failygraph. So what? They are half Spanish. They’d probably have cheered the English team on to a win too had the team not buggered up on penalties – again. But this isn’t what the story is about.
The former Conservative Party chairman, now Lord Tebbit, controversially suggested in 1990 that immigrants and their children could not show loyalty to Britain until they supported the England team at cricket.
Which was a daft thing to say. I find cricket (and practically every other kind of sport) to be an industrial grade soporific but that doesn’t make me less loyal and I was born a Brit. But that still isn’t what the jist of the story is about.
But in a newspaper interview yesterday the Deputy Prime Minister said that his three young sons Antonio, Alberto and Miguel had backed the country of their mother Miriam, whose team won the Euro 2012 football tournament on Sunday.
Bully for them. The kids probably got a huge rush out of seeing their team win. And this is being reported in the Failygraph why?
He said: “I’m not sure if my children who were wearing their Spanish football kit, given to them by Miriam, would have passed the Norman Tebbit cricket test.
Cleggy is using his kids to have a pop at a retired Tory chairman over something he said years ago? Shome mishtake shurley…
“They know every single detail about every Spanish player.”
We get it. Cleggy’s kids are footie fans. So are millions of other kids. So WTF has this got to do with Norman Tebbit? Apart from the fact that Tebbit probably doesn’t support the Spanish cricket team should they have one.
Mr Clegg took a further swipe at Right-wing Conservatives, pouring scorn on what he called the “shrivelled, cowering” world view of Eurosceptics.
Ah, now I get it. Cleggy is using his kids to promote Team Brussels EU. What sort of shrivelled, cowering Europhile caring father would do such a thing? Well him, obviously.
He lampooned them as “cowering behind the battlements saying, ‘Ooh, I don’t like what Johnny Foreigner might do to us’.”
Because twunts like Clegg would much rather lick EU Johnny Foreigner arse than give it a well deserved kick. Where does cowering behind one’s kids to try and score a political point rate in the scheme of things? Ten miles south of a worm’s navel in my opinion.
The Deputy Prime Minister told the London Evening Standard: “That’s one thing I have never understood about the so–called bulldog spirit of Euroscepticism.
Yeah, the fact that people vigorously object to being ruled by unelected, authoritarian tossers is so frigging hard to understand.
“I don’t think it’s a bulldog spirit at all. I think it’s a kind of slightly shrivelled, cowering view of the world.”
Is it me or does Clegg’s wibble come across as a classic case of psychological projection? Also “a kind of slightly shrivelled, cowering view of the world” sums up Limp Dim politics beautifully.
He said that he was an “old–fashioned Liberal” who believes “we are always best when we are open, when we are ambitious, when we are swashbuckling”.
The Limp Dims have a “best”? Who knew?