The sale of Chelsea FC – a referendum on what doesn’t matter

Forest Gump winning the Best Picture Oscar in 1995 over Pulp Fiction and Shawshank Redemption seemed scandalous at the time, and it becomes more perplexing as time passes. Despite being nauseatingly sentimental, it has moments, and lines that have attained fame, “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get” for instance.

Catchy, but not analogous with reality. Life constitutes a series of decisions. This only becomes destructive when the consequences create a choice between undesirable outcomes, yet you go through with it anyway. Say, selling a football club to a foreign Oligarch when the football clubs at that time were almost entirely owned by British millionaires.

Having caused a paradigm shift, and flooring the accelerator on inflation in the game, there’s little doubt the Premier League feels compelled to court wealth to maintain the façade of competitiveness they harmed irrevocably by introducing Abramovich. The only conclusion to be gleaned here is they aren’t concerned whether there is true competition, let alone that it’s fair, but profits.

This we already know. The circumstances surrounding the impending sale of Chelsea FC in the here and now should bring the question of financial regulation in football back into focus. Can English (European, even) football be saved from its obsession and servitude to wealthy ownership groups and individuals, or is Roman Abramovich’s disqualification a show trial and an exceptional event due to a confluence of rare circumstances.

The sale of Chelsea FC to Roman Abramovich nineteen years ago is the original sin, so I could do without the moral hysteria that’s motivated the UK government to act now. How Abramovich’s introduction was obsequiously lapped up in 2003 still grates, as it helped present football clubs to the claws of sovereign wealth funds as a possible means of sportswashing, leveraged buy-outs chancers (maybe they’ll move on to NFT’s instead, or is that fad over already?) and Oligarchs who have accumulated their wealth through ill-gotten gains, looking to curry favour socially and politically through excessive generosity to a football club.

Wars tend to cut through delusions and hypocrisies we might be willing to stomach in less fraught circumstances. Or so you’d like to believe. Perhaps the government of Brexit could let in more than the three hundred Ukrainian asylum seekers they have to date. That’s a more humane and necessary gesture than fucking Abramovich off and protecting Chelsea as a “cultural asset”, but, similar to Putin’s facelift, a vote winner the former is not. Better three hundred than nothing I suppose, but the meagre number also arouses suspicions that they’re prepared to do the bare minimum to disentangle London, specifically the city of London, of Russian influence and money. A small victory is still a win – here we have a delicious irony that the public profile Abramovich cultivated in lavishing £1.5 billion (in “personal” losses) on Chelsea FC has likely expedited his exile, that and his links to Putin made him an easy win in the court of public opinion for the increasingly lame duck Tory government. But an epiphany on sportswashing or sporting integrity, it is not.

Despite a favourable climate, the UK government will squander a golden opportunity to set a precedent, and right the wrongs of letting football operate unregulated. Because Chelsea will likely be sold for the most money ever for a sports team, £3 billion is the rumoured price, it vanquishes any chance of regulations being imposed on football and will no doubt vindicate the Premier League that they’ve ultimately chosen correctly by showing themselves the money.

Fans have enabled all of this to a degree. A large number of Manchester City fans are either oblivious to, or completely unconcerned by their owner meeting with your favourite Cabbage Patch Kid faced despot recently because their team wins shit every season. Is it fair to judge the suitability of a country to own a Premier League football club by the company they keep? It did for Abramovich, but only when the bombs and bullets started raining down, and Abramovich was a citizen of the country firing them. Perhaps that’s the new low-bar disqualification for owning a Premier League football club.

There are other hypocrisies at play in hoping that ministers will force the Saudis out of Newcastle United and Abu Dhabi out of Manchester City. It’s also extremely unlikely when Boris was busy toadying up to the Saudis this month, begging for oil (unsuccessfully), despite them murdering journalists, butchering eighty-one people in a day recently in a lovely mass execution, all while the UK government sells them weapons to bomb the fuck out of Yemen. Supporters of rival clubs, who’ll see Manchester City’s and Chelsea’s achievements (and Newcastle’s, should they reach that echelon) as bought or tainted, are primarily motivated not by ethical consistency but to see their rival’s scummy owners binned and sold to owners who’ll spend less money on players. Still, relative prudence, in Chelsea’s case, may, at the very least, encourage their fans to stop chanting “we’ve got more money than yow”.

Given the myopia and double standards of successive UK governments, it’s only fair that the Premier League can justify the sale of Newcastle United to a Saudi wealth fund on it technically not being owned by the crown prince of the Saudi state, when Russia’s invasion of Ukraine is viewed differently to one middle eastern country subjugating another. The Russian invasion is happening in Europe and mainly affecting ethnically white people. Throw in the geographical proximity, which is a bit too close for comfort, that most Muslim countries are portrayed in the West as backwaters blighted with archaic laws and religious fundamentalism, and the latter conflict matters just enough to oust an individual from owning a football club.

Whoever Chelsea FC is sold to – an “honest” cabal of American billionaires that’ll run the club sustainably, most likely – will be waived through, because, ultimately, the removal of Abramovich is gesture politics at its most insidious. Nothing has truly changed, the trite cliché of knowing the cost of everything and the value of nothing applies as everything is still for sale in the UK to the highest bidder (just provided you’re not Russian). While the Premier League takes the blame for this attitude becoming embedded in the football sphere, successive governments over the past three decades were the ones to set that tone.

Stupid is as stupid does, to quote that movie, again.

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Song Of The Day – Whip You With A Strap by Ghostface Killah

From the album ‘Fishscale’ (2006)

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Song Of The Day – Rock Bottom by The Skatalites

From the album ‘The Legendary Skatalites’ (1976)

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Trans-rights – is what’s fair, what’s right?

When it comes to current events the immediate attention of most lies elsewhere.

Dwelling on it all too long, that we have the most craven self-interested government imaginable in charge for this situation, one that’s courted and grasped Russian wealth so enthusiastically that it’s reluctant to impose tougher sanctions, only promotes a sense of helplessness. This is a point on which I’ll return to.

Anyway, before Putin’s latest vainglorious display of authoritarianism, I was doing my usual, listening to music on YouTube. Discovering new music is one of the few things it’s good for these days, the others being Limmy, this fascinating channel that explores the human condition, and this fantastic dog grooming channel (I accept your judgement without any fucks given), but for some reason in the up next queue on the right side of the page a video titled “Kathleen Stock discusses gender identity with Iain Dale” appeared.

This raised many questions, primarily – why did the YouTube algorithm suggest this to me?

The only cogent theory this mediocre can muster is that it’s linked to a recent search for a song I heard on NTS radio, with the intent of finding it and adding it to a music playlist I have saved on YouTube. The tinfoil hat theory is that YouTube is pushing gender politics. Anyway, the song is 1983’s Transformation by Nona Hendryx (no relation to Jimi Hendrix). It’s a sweet synth-pop offering with a kicking funk baseline, and of greatest relevance here: lyrics which refer to people changing gender and having cosmetic surgery. The topic of gender fluidity was a burgeoning topic back then thanks to Prince’s unashamedly effeminate flourishes, garish garb and high vocal pitch and cosmetic surgery thanks to Michael Jackson’s facial features becoming more ‘defined’.

Still, that link seems a somewhat tenuous. That said, YouTube didn’t force me to watch the Kathleen Stock interview, which I began to. Curiosity, eh?

A couple of weeks later I mostly regret satiating it. And I’m questioning my sanity by trying to write on this subject, when the surrounding debate has become an intractable gristly stew of sniping, mostly between some very sad fanatics. Being a cis adult male (does anyone else loathe the term cis?), preferred pro-nouns in the workplace aside, this topic just hadn’t piqued my interest or affected me.

That’s because trans-people are a miniscule demographic, but the fervour of the trans-rights advocates on their behalf certainly doesn’t give that impression. Just an observation, but I was struck by the vast majority of the trans-activists not being trans-folk, perhaps that just proves the scarcity. I’m far more interested in hearing what actual transgender folk’s life experiences and perspectives are than what their advocates or opponents think.

Of all the viewpoints I encountered, Helen Joyce, who has written a well-received book on the subject, offered the most comprehensive and persuasive stance on each strand. It was rational, logical, balanced, and she’s done her research. She rightly stated that progress has traditionally been carried out by empowering oppressed, marginalised or minority groups, so there’s a certain prevailing inclination from many in Western culture (which, being the secular liberal sort, I share) to apply the same treatment to trans-people. This partly explains the ‘progress’ we’ve seen to date limiting discrimination against them, particularly when seeking employment, and quite right too.

That invariably leads to the question of what progress is? Egalitarianism? But part of achieving egalitarianism is determining what’s fair, and how do you determine that? These tend to be the kinds of questions that should always be asked when change is sought or considered.

I always understood the process to be this – if you want change, the onus is on you to argue for it. I may think Scottish Independence is the best way forward for Scotland, but deploying tactics that railroad, obfuscate and shame others into supporting my position likely won’t bring the sustainable change I’d like to see.

I’m sympathetic to trans-people and those who suffer from gender dysphoria, but I came away distinctly unimpressed, in fact worried for those that suffer from it, by the justifications for the use of transitioning as a blanket solution for the various kinds of gender dysphoria people experience. Everyone is different, and so every case is.

This issue is problematic for many reasons, starting with the disingenuous conflating of gender and sex as one entity when they clearly aren’t the same thing, and attempts to place the characteristic of gender above all others, including someone’s sex. The vast majority of people want clarity on the terminology and for it align with the biology, and so there is inevitably going to be some pushback and confusion when it doesn’t. Most of us have been brought up on the facts; men are men, women are women (and they’re different and that’s okay) and pro-nouns (gender) are a personal preference, which anyone with a modicum of decency will happily cater to.

But attempting to render biological facts as inconsequential is nigh on impossible without resorting to dishonesty, so it’s little wonder tactics to cancel or silence are deployed against those who dare to object against self-declared gender being placed above biological sex, and that those who do, no matter how calmly they make their point, must be Terfs arguing against trans-people and trans-rights (see JK Rowling). Not to go all Jordan “piety” Peterson on this, but I also find the attempts to control the language on this topic with definitive statements; “trans-women are women” or “only women have uteruses” and the debate’s starting point being firmly rooted in identity politics to be unhelpful and irrelevant.

Certain logistical concerns, which seem to pre-occupy most women, are problematic too. Allowing male bodied people (who self-ID as women) in women’s changing rooms, bathrooms and prisons doesn’t strike me as sensible or fair to anyone. This can be solved with pragmatic accommodations, say separate spaces or facilities, and this would help ensure the safety of trans-people. That won’t satisfy the trans-rights hardliners, whose dogma and vanity has made them too intolerant to accept a compromise, or any kind of discussion.

There are some ghastly figures on the opposite side too. Siding with Graham Linehan – writer of Father Ted (any excuse to post the above) and Black Books – on this subject would make any reasonable person feel uneasy. There’s something decidedly off-putting about him, his pious tone, a crusading, obsessive counter-balance to the other side of the divide. Part of my unease is he’s offering the trans-rights fanatics straw man takes that keeps the debate on a hysterical terrain. Here he compares performing gender reassignment operations on children and giving them puberty blockers to the Nazis experimenting on Gypsys and Jews at Auchwitz. Comparing those who opt for something, even if they are under legal age, with people who didn’t sign up to become Holocaust victims, is not clever.

I’m certainly not against hormone treatments or gender reassignment surgery, for adults. Once someone turns sixteen, in the eyes of the law they’re an adult, their body, their choice. It’s that simple. No exceptions.

But it’s on this point that the extreme wing of the trans-rights body reveals itself as completely unhinged, they’re advocating circumventing child safe-guarding to allow puberty blockers to be given to pre-pubescent kids. They’re also campaigning to remove the current legal impediments and layers of medical bureaucracy that exist in certain countries that are preventing this. There’s lots we don’t know about gender dysphoria, and more specifically what causes it, but what we do know is that giving puberty blockers to children prevents their sexual organs from developing adequately, and makes them sterile, which can lead to serious health risks, especially in girls.

This is an unspoken scandal. The practice has now been banned by a hospital in Sweden, yes, Sweden, of all places. Check out the cultish dialogue of this very creepy Australian woman trying to justify it with sweeping generalisations. People of her ilk are a danger to psychologically vulnerable children, who may not understand the consequences of taking said medication. Essentially ten to twelve year olds, at an emotionally volatile age, are making life altering decisions that most adults who transition struggle with. This becomes doubly concerning when an uncomfortably high number of kids with gender dysphoria feel suicidal, and there’s no clear data or consistent evidence that giving them puberty blockers truly alleviates their depression or anxiety about the sex of their body. Then there’s a growing number of testimonies by those who reached a mature age and felt regret, realising that what they felt at the time was ‘just a phase’ (hey, we all have them), that they’re just gay (mostly) and choose to de-transition.

The trans debate is so problematic because it introduces a conflict between two traditional characteristics of all stable western democracies, the progressive sense of fair play, which drives the push to construct as inclusive a society as possible, and creating public policy and laws based on evidence and common sense. Ideally, both elements support the same conclusion, as they did legalising homosexuality and giving women the vote.

We often conflate what’s fair with what’s right. And that’s where the moral discomfort comes in, there’s no easy or obvious solution to some of the issues surrounding how we treat trans-people and under age people who want to transition. It’s a mess because we may have to acknowledge there is no optimal solution. Just as there isn’t in the Ukraine right now.

Maybe you think I’m a transphobe for stating that (I’m too old to be arsed if you do). I’ll end with this – trans-people should have as many rights as we can possibly give them, but in a way that’s fair and not at the expense of the safety of others or themselves. That seems fair to me.

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Song Of The Day – Almost Grown by The System

From the album ‘Logic’ (1983)

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