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21 September 2012

Cleggy Riot: if love means never having to say you’re sorry, what does this clip tell us about truth and beauty?

Who would you rather vote for?
Are apologies becoming a disguised form of electioneering?
Do you think the guy performing in the unsanctioned musical demonstration featured in this revealing clip should get two years in jail for his blasphemous song? He takes the sacred word “sorry” and makes a mockery of the ritual of repentance (which alone can bring absolution). Should he be sent to prison? What verdict might Mr Justice Patriarch Kirrill hand down?
     Equally important is the question: Why did young Nick not brush his hair before going on television? Do you think he would have looked more trustworthy if he had been wearing an orange bag over his head?
     For Russians, I should explain that Nick Clegg is the leader of the Liberal-Democrat Party and Deputy Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. He therefore occupies a position of public trust. Despite this, he says, “When we’re wrong, we hold our hands up. And when we’re right we hold our heads up”, while carefully omitting the rider: “When the next election comes, we’ll go tits up.”
     What do you think of the performance? Does it reveal a criminal misuse of language? Is it essentially, in the natural and ordinary meaning of the word, deceptive? Would two years in Butyrki prison cure Mr Clegg of his habit, and enable him to repay his debt to the society that trusted him once?
     Trust is one of the most important issues in language etiquette. Apologies should be genuine. These days, in the political world, sorry seems to be the easiest word. It’s a sad, sad situation, and it’s getting more and more absurd, not least because the real question Gospodin Clegg is asking, but which he is too dishonest to articulate openly, is the one that lies at the heart of democracy: What have I got to do to make you love me?

1 comment:

  1. Reminds me of Gerald Kaufman's notable and typically sardonic remark on his own party's 1983 Election Manifesto as being the 'longest suicide note in history'.

    These days, you commit suicide virally, as this drooling and dim specimen clearly has. There surely cannot be any way back? The so-called pledge secured a significant number of young people's votes, many of whom are now faced with a huge amount of debt, further delaying the already formidable task of being able to afford to buy their own properties.

    This latest bout of Clegginess has managed to unite all factions of the British press under the banner 'He's a bit stupid, isn't he?'

    Very funny video though, extremely well done