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(en) Britain, Anarchist journal, Class War #90 IV. (4/4)

Date Thu, 24 Aug 2006 09:19:29 +0300


Execution As Policy
Four members of the fascist prison gang the Aryan Brotherhood, are
currently on trial in California, on racketeering charges. The
Assistant Attorney of the United States is demanding the death
penalty in the case, on the grounds that as the prisoners involved are
already serving life, there is no other adequate punishment they can
be given. Michael Emmick comments "This case is fundamentally
about power and control of the nations prisons".
Class War has no support for the Aryan Brotherhood - if these four
Nazis are executed they will not be missed. The issue here is the
precedent the American "justice" system is trying to set - that if you
are in jail anyway, they have the right to kill you as a routine method
of discipline.
Does that sound too different from something the Nazis themselves
would come out with? How long until execution is being
recommended as the only response for prison riot or refusing
orders?

Advertisement

Force the Queen to abdicate?
YOU CAN!

www.ianball.me.uk

Letters

Britain Bombing Britain

Dear Class War,

I have enjoyed issue 89, but I think you might be wrong about the
July 7 bombings. An Israeli security firm took over the security of
the Underground in April 2004. The photo of the four bombers is a
superimposed picture of them at Luton station - look at the pole
going through the blokes head at the back.
This all points to a conspiracy by Israel and Britain to bomb the
underground and then blame Muslims, plus bring in more Nazi
oppressive laws against us.

Stuart, Surrey.

CW reply: Sorry Stuart, but we think you are barking up the wrong
tree here. Indeed the video Al Qaeda released in September showing
one of the bombers, Mohammed Siddique Khan, stating his
intentions, rather blows your theory out of the water.

No Respect

Dear Class War,

This Respect Bill? Does it mean an end to fat police pouncing on the
opportunity of ransacking people's homes, dragging the squashed
victim from their beds, manhandling them into police vans, to be
arrested on the flimsiest of evidence, for dropping litter?
Perhaps it means an end to the wrath of mounted cavalry and baton
wielding constables with dogs, upon peaceful demonstrators with
tambourines, whistles and squeaky toys?
Or even an end to innocent commuters being the target of Army
Intelligence fuck up's, and being gunned down by trigger happy
cops, who are judge, jury and executioner.
Whatever it means, it means bollocks.

Stewart, Northants.

CW Reply: Respect has to be earned, and after nearly a decade of
new Labour, one word that does not come to mind is "Respect".
On the subject of fat cops Stewart, check out the pictures section of
our website, where we are inviting people to send in snaps of their
local cops down the kebab house. We are not expecting to be short
of pics?..

Balled Out!
Dear Sir,
On 17 October 2005 I sent you a letter asking you to insert the
following advert in your newspaper:
Force the Queen to abdicate?
YOU CAN!
www.ianball.me.uk
Enclosed with the letter was a cheque for ?15 - this being payment
for the advert. Now, I have checked with Broadmoor's accounts
department and they have informed me that you have not cashed the
cheque, so presumably, you are refusing to stock the advert. I have
no doubt that the reason for your refusal is that you are too scared to
insert the advert because Frank has informed you of the exceptional
factors that make me the most dangerous working-class dissenter
this country has ever had so you are afraid to help me because, if you
did, you would be subjected to an incredible amount of additional
heat from the establishment and you would be forced to close your
organization down.
Although it is understandable that you should feel afraid, you should
not let your fear overcome you to the extent that you abandon all
your principles and capitulate to the authorities. I have been subject
to 30 years of absolute hell because I refuse to abandon my
principles, so you can imagine how I feel about you for submitting so
easily - just because you will go out of business. I believe you are
just a lily-livered coward who is not up to the job and that if you can't
stand the heat you should stay out of the kitchen and stay at home
with the womenfolk doing your knitting.

Yours faithfully,

Ian Ball, Broadmoor Hospital, Berkshire.

CW Reply. Ian your advert is on page 9. Hope you like it! For readers
who are not aware of his case, Ian has been inside since the
mid-70s, when he was arrested for attempting to kidnap Princess
Anne and shooting two police officers.

Class War Contacts

At the time of writing Class War has members in Doncaster, Dublin,
Durham, Guildford, Glasgow, Kent, London, Leeds, Luton,
Norwich, Preston, Reading and Southend. To get involved, please
contact one of the groups below, or the National Secretary.


Website www.classwar.org
National Secretary cwfnatsec@yahoo.co.uk
International Secretary cwfintsec@yahoo.co.uk

Class War National Secretary
The National Secretary was appointed following the introduction of a
comprehensive new recruitment and selection policy. A nightly
cocktail of red wine and Stella was imbibed, and the poor sap agreed
to accept the roleof Class War National Secretary. Subsequent
administration of ever increasing amounts of the cocktail have done
nothing to deaden theconsequences ofthat decision.

Please address all general queries, membership enquiries, and/or
loans for honours to the Class War National Secretary at the
following address: cwfnatsec@yahoo.co.uk

As Capitalism is Global, So too is the Class War.
It would be the crassest act of stupidity to believe that we could
overthrow capitalism here in Britain without similar revolutions
taking place across the world. If there were not then, no matter how
heroic or brave an isolated revolution was, it would be crushed by the
combined might of a vengeful boss class.
The working class has no country - we gain inspiration and
confidence from the struggles and victories of our fellow workers
throughout the world, and we try to draw the lessons from their
defeats so that we can ensure that the same mistakes are not
repeated.
Unlike the middle class left we in Class War don't think that we have
all the answers. We don't create 'Internationals' made up of a few
dozen people scattered across the globe in order to proclaim our
'revolutionary wisdom' to the unhearing multitude. Instead we stand
in solidarity alongside all who stand up and fight back against the
brutality of the capitalist system and for a world free of both the
bosses and the state.
Class War welcomes international contacts with fellow
revolutionaries who agree that it is necessary to smash both
capitalism and the state.

Please contact us either at the following address:
Class War International Secretary
PO Box 467
London
E8 3QX
United Kingdom

or at our new international secretary email address:
cwfintsec@yahoo.co.uk

Class War Membership
Membership is open to anyone who agrees with our aims and
principles, and who has been in touch with their nearest group for
three months. It also helps if you want to kill the Queen!
There is a ?12 joining fee (?6 unwaged) and those who can are also
encouraged to make a small monthly contribution.

Merchandise
The most up to date listing of Class War merchandise can be found
on our website.

Trafalgar Square - I'll Be There
Class War is calling a celebratory party at 6pm in Trafalgar Square
on the first Saturday after Margaret Thatcher dies! The passing of
the most hated Prime Minister this country has ever seen will be
celebrated in style!
If you lost your job in the 1980s, or fought for the miners, fought the
Poll Tax, threw a brick at the cops in Brixton or just hated the bitch
and everything she stood for - we look forward to seeing you there.
Make sure you bring a bottle.
Trafalgar Square - I'll Be There!

6pm on the first Saturday after Margaret Thatcher dies

The Eco-Wanker
Eco-Warrior - Battle for Mother Earth - David Dragonetti (Rosedog
Books $27)

This is a thoroughly poisonous book. I have no hesitation in advising
Class War readers to avoid it like the plague.
It is simply shit. The concept seemed to be to do a 'Football Factory'
style pulp story around the 90s anti road movement and Dave
Dragonetti, or 'Disco' Dave as he claimed to be known has come up
with the goods.
To be frank as I first started reading this I was convinced that it was
a complete piss take. 'Dumbo Dave' is a cardboard cut out straight
from the pages of the Daily Mail or Viz.
Starting the book as a drugged up scrounger in Amsterdam (having
run away to avoid paying the Poll Tax) he fails in his aim of
becoming a mercenary for the fascistic Croatian army by turning up
a year too late, before returning to the UK and becoming involved in
the anti CJB demos and then the anti road movement. Now I know
that many of us do stuff before we become politically involved that
later we find embarrassing, but as this tosser ends the book
bemoaning the fact that he was too unfit, due to the drug taking,
smoking and drinking that took up most of his 'full time' activism
that he was unable to 'serve his country' in the Gulf war and instead
had to 'make do' with the T.A, we can assume that he didn't change
too much along the way.

Despite 'Dipshit' Dave and his publisher's best efforts this is also a
dull and repetitive book. Every protest proceeds in the exact same
manner - Dildo Dave arrives at an established camp, scrounges as
much money as he can, whether by signing on, selling stories to the
press and mooching off the 'despised 'non professional' activists,
then spending the cash on drugs and booze before crawling into
tunnels for increasingly symbolic and formulaic confrontations with
police and bailiffs.
Dirtbag Dave hates everyone, from the everyday general public (who
he regularly describes as fascists) to his fellow activists. His real bile
is for anyone who actually wants to change the system (see
especially p.296) and he takes the view that capitalism is woven into
human society since the dawn of time 'and that to try to 'ban' it was
the stuff of day dreamers'.
In fact the only people who 'Dickhead' Dave finds himself repeatedly
in sympathy with are the pigs and the bailiffs. Every confrontation
finds him making friends with the poor hard working family man
bailiff or the always much put upon police officer - in contrast it is
the protesters who are invariably violent.
This ends with 'Dismal' Dave describing the attack on the twin
towers as part of the same movement as the anti-globalisation
protesters and in protest at this 'violence' he applies to join the SAS!
Personally, there would be no reason to bother with shit like this if it
wasn't for the fact that throughout the book 'Doughnut' Dave
publishes the real names and uncensored photos of his fellow
activists' faces thus assisting his police friends in continuing with
their job against those who may think that principles count more
than a quick buck. The anti road protests involved real issues and
those involved showed real heroism and bravery in their struggles,
which inspired thousands. Dogshit Dave pisses on them all in his
pursuit of cash.

1 skull

Undefeated and Unbowed
Undefeated - My Story by Terry Marsh (Self-published, ?20) order
from www.terrymarsh.biz
Sporting autobiographies are two a penny. Henry Cooper has written
three at the last count. George Best wrote more than he had livers -
and that is saying something! It is perhaps because there are so
many, that the good one's actually stand out. "Undefeated" stands
alone, not merely for its honesty, but the range of experiences it
shares with the reader.

Eastender

From his birth in east London in 1958, until 1991 (when the books
narrative ends) Terry Marsh fitted in more than many people
manage in a lifetime. A career in the Royal Marine Commandos, life
as a fireman, an amateur then professional boxer, media celebrity, a
remand prisoner and defendant at the Old Bailey, all are relayed to
the reader in an easy-going, self deprecating manner. At times it
actually sounds easy!

Marsh touches on his working class upbringing in Stepney, where
his parents cared for his disabled older brother in difficult
surroundings. Like many Londoners of their era they took the
opportunity to move to better surroundings in Essex, but this is no
clich? tale of East End boy made good, indeed he is at pains to point
out that despite living in Stepney for 48 years his dad appears to be
the only person there never to have met the Kray Twins!
Marine

Joining the Royal Marines whilst still a teenager, Marsh gives an
interesting insight into the selection, training and life of a Royal
Marine. It is unlikely to be one used for promotional purposes by
Marines recruitment officers. A picture easily emerges of officers
who are indifferent or even callous to those in their charge, whilst
Marines try, collectively, to get through a recruitment process that is
designed to separate them into competing, atomised individuals.
Whilst the Marines would no doubt claim the end justifies the
means, a slightly unpleasant picture emerges, which is amplified by
the pages describing Marsh's service in Northern Ireland, in the
republican stronghold of South Armagh. Supposedly fighting the
IRA, Marines instead sit about bored, or carry out tedious searches
designed to do little more than harass and provoke Catholic
residents. They don't put this in the adverts.
Despite all this, Marsh set his heart on joining the Special Boat
Service, before coming out of the military intending to improve his
education. Instead he switched from amateur to professional boxing,
embarking on a career that would give him British, Europe and
World honours. Unusually he did much of this whilst maintaining a
day job - that of a fireman. It says much about the poor pay that
firemen receive that this job is described as merely paying the bills,
whilst the money to actually "live" came from boxing.
Fighter

As a boxer, Marsh was skilful rather than explosive in the ring. His
autobiography rather understates his abilities, and whilst some
personalities emerge from what was a very good era for British
boxing (Nigel Benn, and promoters the Maloney brothers) they are
sketches rather than detailed portraits. Having become World Light
Welterweight Champion by beating the American Joe Manley, a
new life opened - that of the media celebrity. What happened next is
not unique in boxing - a dispute with a smooth talking, somewhat
slippery manager, followed by financial difficulties and a feeling of a
loss of control. Here some humour still emerges - in his first title
defence Marsh was aghast when "God Save the Queen" was played,
and deliberately jogged on the spot rather than standing stiff as a
statue. Despite a nasty cut, he did what he set out to do - to make
one successful defence as World Champion.
Going Down?

By now Terry Marsh's legal dispute with his manager, Frank Warren
was getting ever more complicated, heading towards the libel courts,
and attempts at becoming a fight promoter himself had got off to a
slow start. Family and health problems (his wife Jacqui is portrayed
as a sort of Footballers Wives character throughout the book) clearly
did not help his situation.
When Warren was shot and seriously injured in Stratford in 1989,
Marsh was not originally a suspect, although Warren had recently
brought libel proceedings against him. His subsequent arrest, and
time spent in prison on remand are described in detail.


One of the ways you can always tell the police have little or no case
against a defendant is when a central plank of the prosecution is the
testimony of a fellow prisoner. Time after time cases have centred
not on evidence collected by the police before or shortly after arrest,
but instead on evidence dubiously obtained from within the prison
system. Sometimes we are expected to believe a defendant who
never agreed to say a single word to the police whilst being
questioned, gets straight to prison, finds the biggest scumbag in the
whole jail and immediately starts bragging to him about what he has
supposedly done. Such was the case with Terry Marsh.

Life, outside of the police mindset, is simply not like that.
Fighting back

Remanded in custody charged with attempted murder, Marsh spent
time in three London prisons, spending time on the block on each.
The banality and sheer stupidity of prison life, and in particular
prison officers, has rarely been detailed with such gusto. Viewing
prisoners who meekly do as they are told as collaborators, Marsh
quickly became a marked man as far as the authorities were
concerned. This resistance inspired other prisoners - in one of the
most exciting narratives Marsh stands his ground with a group of
screws in Wormwood Scrubs. His offence? Refusing to tuck his shirt
in. Surrounded by more and more officers, Marsh was resigned to a
beating until a fellow prisoner urged him to stand his ground - the
screws were losing their nerve. He walked through their lines
untouched, to pats on the back from his fellow inmates.


This was a testing period for those running Britain's prisons. The
Strangeways riot and poor industrial relations between the Prison
Officers Association and the Prison Service stretched the authorities
in a way they had rarely been tested before. Of these "disputes",
Marsh is scathing "Double their money and they will be willing to
have six to a cell. It was the first industrial dispute where I have had
no sympathy for the union". Interestingly he is far from scathing
when describing the IRA prisoners he met in HMP Brixton, with
whom he played many hours of scrabble. His life had turned full
circle.
Fighting Dirty

That the police were willing to fight dirty to convict Marsh is clear
from several unexplained events, be it curious letters sent to Marsh
whilst he was in jail, to people approaching members of his family
whilst he was in custody, asking if they could obtain access to
firearms. Marsh's wife was "looked after" by female police officers
whose brief even extended to doing her shopping for her.

The vultures of the tabloid media also circled, desperate for the big
story - about Terry Marsh if he was convicted, from Terry Marsh if
he was found not guilty. One female journalist even hinted she
wanted a relationship with Marsh on his release, to try and secure
his story.

Marsh does not overly dwell on his dramatic acquittal at the Old
Bailey, and shows little triumph that his eventual libel action against
Frank Warren went ahead, resulting in what could be best described
as a narrow points victory. Instead, the impression is left of a man
who appreciated the simple things in life all the more for nearly
losing them.
The more things change?

"Undefeated" ends, rather abruptly, in 1991. As such it is a snapshot
of a life, and a world that has changed. Or has it?
Instead of being unpopular in Northern Ireland, the Royal Marines
are unpopular in Afghanistan and Iraq. The prison service has
strengthened its control over prisons, some of which are now
privatised, but the problems of hard drugs and overcrowding inside
are worse than ever. Solidarity amongst prisoners is however, sadly,
well below the levels that it was in the early 1990s.

Boxing is continuously referred to as being a sport down in the
dumps, yet it continues to provide an excellent living for a few, and a
harsher life for many. People said much the same 14 years ago. And
last year an unbeaten World Light Welterweight champion was
involved in an increasingly bitter dispute with his manager. For Terry
Marsh, substitute Ricky Hatton. For Frank Warren, substitute?..
Frank Warren!
Undefeated

As a book, it is possible to find faults with "Undefeated". Boxing
fans may have preferred more detail about some of the fight
characters Marsh undoubtedly met, whilst those expecting tales of
celebrity drug taking and partying will be disappointed - when Marsh
succeeded in getting a date with Miss Isle of Man, he was horrified
to turn up and find she had brought her boyfriend with her!
Although the issues Terry Marsh faced with epilepsy are mentioned,
the reader is not informed if these problems persist today.


Given the book trades increasing dominance by a few big publishers,
and a decreasing number of book stores, self-published titles like
this, which have not kissed the hand of the safe, corporate chains are
to be applauded. That however is not the reason to buy "Undefeated"
- buy it because you will laugh hard, you will wonder, and most of all
you will learn something - about sport, about politics and about life.

5 skulls


Another Christie Cracker!
Without a Glimmer of Remorse by Pino Cacucci (Christie Books,
?9.99)

Over the last thirty years, Stuart Christie's brought out a number of
significant anarchist books, 'The Christie File', 'Towards A Citizens'
Militia: Anarchist Alternatives to NATO and the Warsaw Pact', to
his updated autobiographical trilogy and the reissue of Carr's book
about the Angry Brigade.
'Without a Glimmer of Remorse' carries on this tradition. It is a very
detailed and well-constructed novel based about the life of Jules
Bonnot, the famous French anarchist at the turn of the last century.
This extremely well-written book held me spellbound - I read the
360 pages in one long sitting! I would recommend this book very
highly indeed, a worthy addition to any anarchist's library.

5 skulls

True Saints
Rupert Lowe is not exactly the most popular Chairman in football.
Southampton's rugby loving Chairman has led his club out of the
Premier League, and appears unable to keep any manager at the
club for any length of time. Promotion back to the Premiership
seems some way off.
Quite how Lowe expects any "football man" to work with former
England rugby boss Sir Clive Woodward is a mystery to everyone
except Lowe. Woodward's time in Southampton has not been
entirely wasted though. He has inspired Saints fans to one of the best
football songs we have heard for years, to the tune of Swing Low
Sweet Chariot:
"Swing Lowe, swing Rupert Lowe, swing him from the Itchen
Bridge"!

Manchester ?? United!
Class War was pleased to have the opportunity recently to interview
Jules Spencer, a spokesman for FC United of Manchester. Their
opposition to big business and the commercialisation of sport is an
example to all football fans.

Class War: What can you tell us about the origins of FC United?

FC United: The idea was first mooted in 1998 when we were fighting
the takeover of BSkyB. As we defeated Murdoch is was put to bed
and then resurrected during the Glazer battle. But whilst Glazer was
the catalyst, the formation was just as much about the state of
Premiership football, i.e. the price of tickets, the commercialisation
of the game, kick-off times being dictated by TV etc, as it was about
the ownership of United.

CW: How does FC United differ from any other football club?

FCUM: It differs from most in that it's owned by its members, i.e.
the supporters. They dictate policy and the direction of the club.
Tangibly this manifests itself as not having a shirt sponsor, not being
overtly commercial, being not for profit etc.

CW: How did Manchester United react, as a club, to the formation
of FC United?

FCUM: They haven't commented publicly apart from one director
who claimed we were simply a smaller version of Manchester
United. Which spectacularly missed the point.

CW: Nearly all Manchester United fans were opposed to Malcolm
Glazer. By leaving and forming your own club, did you in effect take
the most militant fans away from the scene of battle?

FCUM: I think you're now seeing supporters increasing the profile
again of the campaign against Glazer. Many that threw their support
behind FC United did
so because they had campaigned on a "no customers = no profit"
basis should the eventual worse happen. Therefore many believed
they couldn't contradict that belief. Rationally there could only be
one decision - to hand in their season tickets, but emotionally it was
obviously much harder and one that we all had to reconcile with
ourselves.

CW: How do you feel about those who still support Manchester
United?

FCUM: I still support Manchester United. As do the majority of FC
United followers. It's just many of us choose to spend our Saturday
afternoons differently, by not giving Malcolm Glazer any of our
money. But we do not claim to be morally superior than those who
still go to Old Trafford, nor do we demand that supporters hand in
their season tickets en masse. We simply provide an alternative for
those that do.

CW: FC United's support already dwarf's that of virtually every other
club in non-league football. What sort of reaction does the club, and
its fans get, when you travel to away games? Especially at clubs with
facilities, and background's very different to what many FC United
fans were used to?

FCUM: The reception has been great. There are a couple of clubs
that have refused to grant concession prices for kids, that has irked,
but in the main it has been great to make so many new friends.
With 2000+ supporters traveling to away games every other week we
often provide more than two seasons worth of income for the host
club which will hopefully help sustain this level of football for years
to come.

CW: How would you describe the standard of football in the North
West Counties League?

FCUM: You'd be surprised. We have several players who have
played several divisions above our league. And more than a few who
were good enough to be at league clubs as youngsters, but for
whatever reason slipped through the net.

CW: The campaign against Malcolm Glazer ultimately lost - he
owns Manchester United and his son's run it. With hindsight, what
could the supporters have done differently?

FCUM: Ultimately we suffered because we were a PLC. But I reject
the notion that United's success was down to the PLC or that we
were happy to reap the rewards. Many of us did object to the PLC
and we won trophies because of the manager and the players. Not
because we were listed on the Stock Exchange. More money went
out of the club in dividends than went into strengthening the team.
As for doing more, United fans waged the most comprehensive
campaign seen in British football. That it was ultimately
unsuccessful probably says more about the state of football than it
does the campaign.

CW: We do a propaganda sticker - "Capitalism is Killing Football"
with a picture of Robert Murdoch on it. A common response is that
we are 15 years too late - football has already died as the game most
working class people knew in the 1970s or even the early 1980s. Is it
too late to save the game?

FCUM: No, if it was too late, we'd have given up and would all be
now spending our afternoons trawling round IKEA. I think with the
growth of supporters trusts and clubs like ourselves and AFC
Wimbledon that are supporter owned, then we can start re-claiming
the game.

CW: The club is sponsored by the Bhopal Medical Appeal. How
successful has this relationship been?

FCUM: Very. The way we organised our sponsorship was not to
simply put a tenure out to the highest bidder, thus not giving an
advantage to those that have the greatest ability to pay. We set up a
127-club (named because of the 127 years of United's history) in
which anyone who wanted to sponsor us, all put in an equal amount
of money, which would enter you into a 'draw'. You could then be
drawn out of the hat to become anything from a sponsor of a player,
to the main club sponsor. That the Bhopal Medical Appeal got
drawn out to become main sponsor was entirely fitting and hopefully
they will have benefited from our profile. Supporters have already
raised a lot of money for the appeal.

CW: Where do you want FC United to be in 10 years time?

FCUM: That's up to the membership. The supporters will dictate the
direction of the club. It can go as far as they want it to do.

You can view the FC United website at http://www.fc-utd.co.uk/
and Bhopal Medical Appeal website at http://www.bhopal.org/

FC United DVD
FC United of Manchester continue to make new strides in football -
a football club run by, and for fans. The club has recently produced a
DVD of their first six months, costing ?12.99, available from
www.fc-utdshop.co.uk

Continuity MUFC
One of the campaign organisations set up by Manchester United
fans who carried on going to Old Trafford is the "Love United Hate
Glazer" group. It is not hard to spot their campaign literature around
Manchester either!
You can visit their website at www.fight-for-united.com

Jeff Monson - Fighting the Good Fight
Anyone who is a fan of Mixed Martial Arts cannot fail to have
noticed Ultimate Fighting Championship Heavyweight fighter Jeff
Monson, or as he is often referred to in American fight magazines
"the controversial Jeff Monson".
Not only is Monson a class struggle anarchist (you can hardly fail to
notice his tattoos) but he is an articulate advocate for a better world
in each interview he gives.
In UFC 57 in early February, Monson choked his opponent Brandon
Lee Hidell in just four minutes. UFC 59 saw Monson win a
heavyweight title eliminator against Marcio Cruz, which means he
should fight this year for the heavyweight title.
Keep fighting the good fight Jeff!

Piss Off Paulo
The tedious behaviour of Paulo Di Canio, and his obsession with
playing to the fascist gallery at Lazio continues. Twice in the 2005-6
season Di Canio was in trouble with the Italian FA for giving the
fascist salute at Lazio matches. In his autobiography Di Canio spoke
of his admiration for Mussolini and his own right wing beliefs.
Can we suggest that if Di Canio loves Mussolini that much, he
emulates him at the first opportunity?
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