Please vote against UKIP and the Tory bastards

Look, I know there’s nothing more tiresome than blogging a condescending plea, on top of being bombarded by all those fucking tweets begging you to vote, especially if you believe, and justifiably in some cases, that it won’t change much if anything. But, let’s be like Howard Beale. Let’s delude ourselves into making an exception.

Because this coming Thursday the wankers will be out en-masse. There’s been a concerted effort via social media to create the impression, mostly using fool’s gold polling by firms who randomly ask a thousand people at a time (which isn’t representative of anything), that the polls have narrowed. While encouraging engagement and turnout is welcome, it does alter expectations, and if it proves to be a mirage, and it could be, it has the potential to demoralise, possibly discouraging the young and first time voters from bothering again.

Realistically it would constitute a major success if the Tories lost their majority, but, going by actual election results past, this feels unlikely as there is a large demographic who always vote for them. We can call them quiet Tories. Don’t call them daft or misguided, the kind of contemptuous Guardian claptrap that gets churned out in bad faith. They’re the sort who’ll be friendly to you in person, but become coldly ambivalent to your struggles and that of countless others in the serenity offered by the ballot box. By voting Tory, they know they’re getting what works for them. The Tories’ recent cleaving to their euphemisms for austerity ‘No Money Tree’ and xenophobia ‘Brexit’, affirming the need for retaliatory means during nuclear annihilation, even commending the virtues of the ‘Big Society’ to fill in for their unforgivable shrinking of the welfare state, is an attempt, in the context of economic and constitutional uncertainty, to vanquish any tinges of guilt the bloated middle may suffer in lucidly conflating a vote for this shitefest with a central tenet of the Tory message, the most dismal of aspirations – that putting yourself first is the safe and smart choice. The SNP (Nationalism), Lib Dems (Eurocentric) or Corbyn’s socialism, thanks to a media that’s largely incapable of presenting a nuanced retort, are characterised as threats to the medicore stability we currently enjoy.

Usually I attempt to empathise with the other viewpoint in an attempt to understand its motivations, but not on this, that Tory voters see and ignore its hypocrisy makes them proper cunts. As spineless as Theresa May’s ‘campaigning’, actually. Given May’s inability to mask the blatant opportunism that drives it all, an opportunity to thoroughly shame Tory voters has arisen. The Tories gained a majority by cynically appealing to the indignant Little-Englander mini-Farages with chips on their shoulders, propping up their bar stools extolling their Elephant-man complexes of believing that progressiveness, be it modernity, science and intellectualisation, is a curse upon them. The Britain of Brexit and controlling immigration is now a hive mind, and is readily inclusive of archaic nostalgias – of how things used to be back when you could smoke in pubs, Africans, Romanians, Poles and Pakis knew their place was not on your street, in your area or even your town, young women could be molested in clubs and wouldn’t complain, guns were available to the likes of Thomas Hamilton and you could still watch reruns of Top Of The Pops and Animal Hospital as you were blissfully unaware that Rolf Harris and Jimmy Saville, or even that fella who did the weather on This Morning, were nonces.

Sadly, the events in London on Saturday night won’t help to open more persuadable minds. It will certainly close a good few others. In this twisted scenario the mini-Farage mob and those who committed these violent acts are a dogmatic photo-negative of the other, with both wishing to arrive at the same goal – eradicating diversity. The Farage acolyte is privately delighted when secularity is targeted. It’s something he or she can still claim to own, albeit tenuously. Terrorism further fuels their sense of victimisation and marginalisation by construing its indiscriminate murder as both an attack on their values and to reaffirm that their beliefs on immigration and Brexit aren’t extreme enough.

Voting Tory puts such warped wisdoms in the ascendency, as they’ve already done so, to dire effect, allowing them to sell us all out – whether it be agriculture, the welfare state, affordable housing, the police and emergency services, pensions, fishing, The NHS, education and school meals and many more. And then there’s the threat of a hard Brexit looming just to preserve British pride. If not for Trump we’d be the biggest laughing stock around.

Sure, today you may be sorted, with your mortgage and your job, and you’ll work to make sure your kids will inherit it. But voting for a party other than the Tories isn’t going to strip you of what you’ve earned. Middle to low income folk are likely to benefit from more progressive governance, one that isn’t cowed by the crocodile tears and back handed threats from the rich and conglomerates. The Tories happily parrot their shite self-propagated mythologies of wealth creation and trickle-down economics driving growth, entrepreneurship and jobs, and that the prospect of introducing higher taxation will cripple their and the UK’s ability to compete.

Enough, and back on point – it’ll probably rain on Thursday, and it’s a Thursday, which aren’t Fridays, but nonetheless when you’re out, fucking vote. Tactical voting is straight up bollocks, but here’s something we can all agree on: every vote placed for someone (even the Make Cannabis Legal candidate) that isn’t Ukip, Scottish Labour and the Tories helps send the message that the way things are, and are heading, just isn’t acceptable.

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The revolution has been televised

And it’s the opposite of what Gil Scott-Heron prophesised, no individual empowerment going on here. Still, on a more humorous note, there’s a line in ‘The comeback’ by Alex Cameron in which he assumes the predicament of a washed up TV show host – ‘they say the kids are done with television, and it aint getting a second chance’.

TV’s not done yet. I mean, how else do we explain the continuing popularity of the woeful Conservative party?

There are digital alternatives now, but television still holds an undeniable sway over western culture. Future generations are being weaned on to it as the majority still cleave to it as the entertainment medium of choice. The programming on it still holds an inordinate influence over the daily schedules of many lives, and it shapes our attitudes on various social and political issues.

To paraphrase someone much smarter than me, there is no such thing as absolute truth, and perception is the only reality that counts. In the realm of media this allows facts to be replaced by opinions. Politics has always been mostly about perception, about how you sound, about what you’ll claim to do in power. But now, due to the utterly deplorable and sycophantic style of mainstream television journalism that now prevails, reporting, or parroting a perception, is always favoured over presenting facts or forensically challenging a political narrative, because it’s just easier.

I’m well-adjusted these days, no honestly, so it’s difficult to make me angry, but the dreadful BBC News’ reporting of the unelected Tory leader Theresa May’s ‘campaigning’ in the lead up to this snap general election has brought on the fume. Her avoidance of any possible sources of mainstream media scrutiny, hiding from the public, unless it’s in a controlled environment with her sympathizers and their vetted fluff questions, is being presented as normal democratic process. It is wholly indicative of the contempt they have for their audience. I don’t go for the ‘Illuminatus!’ angle that everything’s potentially a conspiracy theory, but watch any of the BBC’s political output and it becomes impossible not to feel you’re being cheated on purpose.

Part of my anger stems from defending the BBC’s right to state funding during the last Independence referendum in 2014. It’s a massive and diverse organisation of which its News division is only a fraction so the argument went. But, you know what? It’s gotten worse since. It’s betraying us. Remove its taxpayer funding. The BBC’s arrangement takes the premise of The Social Contract and pisses on it from a height. Saying that the reporting on other channels/networks is just as mendacious isn’t a good excuse.

It behoves the BBC News to be partisan to the government by regurgitating its slogans, not because they think it’s what people want to hear, or need to hear, but because affirming the self-interest of the taxpayer which funds it, a societal value which is currently popular going by recent voting patterns, is the easier choice. Forms of contrarianism, be it satire, challenging the validity of a consensus or just sheer research on claims made, requires the effort of ingenuity and commitment. A lack of integrity encourages the loudest most repetitive voice to win. It’s why that cunt Nigel Farage is always on the News or fucking Question Time. The ‘Safe and stable’ label and May’s scripted lines are left unchallenged, and every day you know what you’re getting on the news – a series of faulty, half-baked perceptions; the dreadful Laura whatsherface jabbering on about what it means, a story of yet another foiled terror attack here or one in the Middle East, replete with a jus of xenophobia ‘that it makes us less safe’ to enrich Brexit’s appeal. There are segments with Mark Carney using a combination of hand movements and ‘dumbed down’ euphemisms to predict interest rates and the economy. Often there’s a report on the NHS going over budget again – with the included privatisation is the answer subtext lingering as subtlety as a massive dogshite festering on the pavement – usually accompanied by statistics which can always be massaged in a big fuck off pie chart sans any meaningful context.

Even reporting of Dickensian struggles; zero hour contracts, foodbank use, benefit sanctions and rape clauses – if it’s reported at all (and the last barely was) ‘for balance’ and ‘to keep it real’ are cynically posited to encourage a ‘be thankful’ complacency because they have little continuity with most of the audience’s everyday existence. This subliminal message is created by the starkness of the contrast in which it is delivered, it comes to you from a state-of the art, sanitised studio, to match the decadence of your open-plan living space, or maybe just your safe place, and you’re liable to be watching it on a Full HD obscenely widescreen screen. It helps to create the impression that things aren’t that bad for you, and they probably aren’t. Those afflicted are still, for now, the minority, and that’s considered political success. It’s the end result, not what it costs (others), that counts. We’ve still never had it so good.

Perhaps we should consider why the illogical juxtaposition, as shown above, happens. Unless you live in Scotland, an alternative that’s perceived as credible is lacking. There are several reasons to hate Tony Blair, but the current demonisation of the Labour party, both internally and externally, is another egregious element of his legacy. Blairism was a net positive, but television documented his sickening hubris so vividly that it’s made Labour’s brand of kinder centralism toxic, as it became synonymous with that erroneous and disastrous foray into Iraq.

Today, the only way to find out what’s really happening, and who’s doing what, is to do your own research. Most folk are up to their eyes in it just trying to get by, under constant pressure due to austerity and inflation with stagnant wages. Being in this position means I can empathise with those who choose the complicity of self-interest which the media encourages. Cop-out on your sofa and channel hop after the headlines have piously roared at you of the need to ‘take back control’, who wouldn’t? Many young folk are so disenfranchised by the tone of political debate that they can’t even be bothered to register to vote, and the disingenuous, biased or inaccurate reporting on televised news betrays the older voting demographic the most, as it’s often their only source of news.

People aren’t naïve; deep down they know they’re being cheated, but most of us don’t know how to change it. Suitably, I don’t have a solution. Voting Yes in the next Independence referendum (should there be one) feels like a start, but I do know that hiding out on Twitter and retweeting a satirical comparison between Alan Partridge and Theresa May is ineffective and apathetic.

Sadly, being politically aware on the net is a bit of a fruitless pratfall. Internet congregations on forums, Facebook and Twitter, are still relatively small affairs, and they’ve now supplanted equally meagre Union meetings as the de facto place to fight the power of tabloidization through venting, reaffirming confirmation bias(es) and building discontent and bitterness for those who don’t see things the right way, your way, or don’t care to see anything at all.

While social media is invaluable in affording you the chance to source your own news, isn’t it dismal that it and most political blogging largely exists to refute the misinformation on mainstream media outlets? It’s time consuming for them and for you, and reaches only a fraction of the audience of the BBC News. Our sense of helplessness, spliced with negativity, at the prospect of changing this being so distant, does in fact share similarities with the media’s propagation of our and the government’s motivations behind Brexit – ‘taking back control’ – but there the question is never posed – of fucking what?

This election will reaffirm the Brexit narrative and prove we’re fucked. We’ll have witnessed, on television, the abdication of our responsibility to think, and as such we’ve given reality over to it.

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Song Of The Day – Paul’s Blues by Blue Heron

From the album ‘Various – Disco Mantras Vol. 1’ (2016)

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Song Of The Day – Black Hanz by The Moonlandingz

From the album ‘Interplanetary Class Classics’ (2017)

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Will FSG get away with demolishing Jürgen Klopp?

Yeah, sure, the title is clickbait. A similar tactic is used by the utterly vapid ESPN.co.uk, who utilise antagonistic headlines to encourage hits on a plethora of shitty opinion pieces lamenting faux crises at ‘big clubs’ (usually because they failed to win one match) or their nauseatingly obsequious daily focus on Manchester United’s next vanity signing. State or insinuate something inflammatory and opposition fans that indulge in schadenfreude, or thinned skinned supporters of the club in question, will be drawn to it. Misery loves the company of confirmation bias.

But anyway, back to Liverpool. Their fans are miserable, jaded by a quarter century of false dawns. The latest occurred this January, when their title challenge crumbled due to a lack of squad depth and quality, itself a legacy of inexplicable January transfer window inertia and an equally perplexing lack of investment during the previous summer.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It shouldn’t be like this. Getting rid of the previous owners, Tom Hicks and George Gillett, who, in an act of catastrophic stupidity, were prepared to see the club disintegrate to protect their investment, and the agony that process entailed, was supposed to give the club another chance at prosperity, only for rank mediocrity to become entrenched under new ownership – Fenway Sports Group.

The near Gillett and Hicks disaster coupled with the faulty perception of how their success with the Boston Red Sox was achieved (let’s note that the Red Sox have had the second or third highest payroll in Major League Baseball for most of FSG’s tenure), allowed FSG to arrive with the kind of enticing narrative that appeals to sanctimonious tribalism – they would compete financially but do so by being smarter than Liverpool’s rivals.

“We are committed first and foremost to winning. We have a history of winning, and we want Liverpool supporters to know that this approach is what we intend to bring to this great club.” – John W Henry 2010

There’s been precious little of that. Yet, as with most ‘big clubs’, Liverpool supporters are expected to finance, either directly through merchandise and ticket prices, or indirectly, through television revenue and various club sponsorships, a league title contender. For FSG being ‘clever’ is a euphemism for avoiding unnecessary risks, that means not wasting company profits on the sporting costs Premier League contention nearly always requires, particularly without any guarantee of it consistently bringing further dividends. Loyalty has its limits, by treating the fans as consumers, and asking them to pay a premium, you inevitably incur demands that the product matches the price paid, which Liverpool’s doesn’t and, the 2013/14 season aside, hasn’t.

Let’s give FSG some credit here. A few spasms on ticket pricing aside, so far they’ve avoided eruptions of mass hostility thanks to creating a cyclical paradigm that manipulates the desperation of Liverpool supporters for meaningful contention, never mind success, by offering them a new avenue of hope that it will finally arrive. Most often it’s through a change of manager, but another method is to publicly orchestrate a re-structuring of the recruitment apparatus. This is followed by fluff rhetoric that these changes will provide the correct execution of FSG’s moronically pious and illogical recruitment policy. This is business strategy 101: when a business is underperforming and the consumers start becoming wary – rebrand, or in this case, reconfigure it.

“Spending is not merely about buying talent. Our ambitions do not lie in cementing a mid-table place with expensive, short-term quick fixes that will only contribute for a couple of years.” – John W Henry. September 2012

It’s simple but also despicably clever stuff. Parse Henry’s comment above with the decision to partner Kenny Dalglish with Damien Comolli, before giving a technical committee populated by scouts and spreadsheet analysts (one of whom, Michael Edwards, has ascended, astonishingly, to be the current Sporting Director) parity with manager Brendan Rodgers, thus developing an aborted collegiate approach to identifying transfer targets, with how quickly FSG pulled the plug on both Dalglish and Rodgers, and it’s impossible not have grave doubts about their stated objective.

Enter Jürgen Klopp. FSG recognised that with underwhelming results, thanks to the damaging monetisation of Luis Suarez and Raheem Sterling, the decline of Steven Gerrard, and modest investment in new players relative to transfer income, particularly over the last three years, they had to rebrand their failing model with stardust. Plus, changing the manager, and hoping he can rehabilitate a squad of players perceived to be underperforming, is cheaper than buying new players and backing the incumbent (and often, at that point, beleaguered) manager.

The euphoria surrounding Klopp’s arrival afforded FSG another opportunity. He brought a sense of overwhelming relief that the club’s name was still relevant despite spending years mired in mediocrity post Benitez. This wave of optimism allowed FSG to complete a conversion faith. Klopp’s resolute self-belief and track record in unheralded and youth player development was, we were told, synonymous with their buy low, sell high monetisation formula in the transfer market. Finally, after three managers in five years, they had the man who had successfully implemented their strategy elsewhere, and now he could do it at Liverpool. They’d make money off the pitch through consistent Champions League qualification (after all, John W. Henry aspires for Liverpool to be like Arsenal), develop young players to be sold for profits, and Klopp would help them win on it. That the Premier League operates at a different financial echelon to the Bundesliga, and competition for Champions League places is fierce every season, was swept away by the mood. Liverpool had Klopp, nothing else mattered.

This brings us to the most ubiquitously tiresome defence of FSG, namely that it’s people who have failed their strategy, not the other way around. Such an argument may have had merit five years ago, but continuing to believe in it now, with six years of evidence, is utterly foolish. If it doesn’t work with someone as good as Klopp, what then? And if Klopp is the right man, the one they’ve been searching for during the last six years, then their lack of investment in him thus far, with a negative net spend of over £15m covering his first three transfer windows in charge, contradicts not only this but their often publicly stated intention to compete. If they aren’t prepared to spend under Klopp, when will they?

Contrast the following quotes from FSG’s Mike Gordon, in September of 2016, with those from John W. Henry in the first two years after FSG bought the club, and they become revealing:

“I worry more about getting the most out of the money that we spend rather than competing in the transfer market on a pound for pound basis.”

Contextualise this with Liverpool’s recent expenditure relative to income in the transfer market, and this now reads as, ‘We’re not prepared to compete with anyone, and we’re not going to try either’.

“Wins and losses are made here (points to the pitch), not in the transfer market. I’m really happy with the team that we have, the one that we’ve built over the last several years.”

A team that’s won one League Cup, five years ago, and that, on average, has finished sixth since FSG arrived. But why shouldn’t he be happy with the squad that they have and that they’ve been building? The underlying process has made and saved them money. The player largely responsible for that sole anomaly of a title challenge in 2013/14 was swiftly monetised. As FSG know, your top earners tend to be your most coveted and valuable assets, and what better way to minimise risk than to sell them at their peak value; money made from transfer fees, and money saved from wages. Let’s suffix this with its wider contextual goal – a large transfer income allows all other profit streams to be sequestered from ‘sporting demand’.

“We’ve spent a fair amount of money, and I think we’re going to see that on display this season and in the seasons to come.”

More importantly such weaselly spin leaves Jürgen Klopp in a virtually impossible situation, he’s fighting on three fronts; against rival clubs, many of whom sport greater resources or owners who are prepared to spend significant sums on the sporting operation, against the disingenuous approach of Liverpool’s owners, and skewed fan expectations that often fail to account for the applied realities of the previous impediments.

The expectation that a high volume of managerial turnover will inevitably occur is now firmly embedded within English football culture, and FSG has fed it red meat, having sacked three managers in six years. Doing so allows them to posit their managers, or a director of football, for failing its strategy and therefore the club. Demolishing good football men to distract from their machinations is unforgivable, that they can rely on fans to be wholly apathetic during, or worse yet accelerate, this process is wholly depressing.

We know Klopp will stand his ground and do things his way, as managers of his stature always do. But if progression is slow, and not linear, or if none is being perceived, doubters will develop in the far distance, looming with the sinister intent of a mushroom cloud. And it’s unlikely that the nuclear wind will blow away from Klopp.

I suspect Klopp now realises that the incessant pining for instant validation in English football, that’s driven by media intrusion, is just too vacuous, fickle and impatient to allow time for his developmental ideal. His reputation doesn’t help him either. Nobody expected him to work miracles at Mainz 05 or Borussia Dortmund, but because he did they now do at Liverpool, where expectations are cripplingly unrealistic given the owner’s unwillingness to spend thus far. As we’ve seen with Arsene Wenger, who’s now being thoroughly ridiculed by the most moronic and vociferous of Arsenal fans, attempting to succeed while moderating the capitalist faith, but failing to do so, is portrayed as arrogant, anachronistic, or even worse, seen as a mis-guided form of intellectual vanity.

Those who would conflate Klopp’s vision with FSG’s will argue that things will be different this summer. If that turns out not to be the case, either through ineptitude or intent, perhaps they’ll see sense or maybe they’ll argue that Klopp should speak out, as Rafael Benitez once did against Hicks and Gillett. If Klopp states that, as far as he’s aware, he’s being backed, it allows the blame to be placed on him for not spending.

This brings us to Liverpool’s new Sporting Director, Michael Edwards, and potential questions over his motivations and loyalties. He’s ‘impressed’ FSG enough to outlast the man who brought him to the club, Damien Comolli, and ascend from the position of Head of Analytics to Sporting Director in five years. Klopp may be used to ceding these responsibilities, and working alongside someone with this authority, but for his and the club’s benefit. Will Edwards? It’s his responsibility to get Klopp the players he wants, but to also placate FSG’s desire to spend as little as they can get away with. Edwards will likely aim to do both, but if that isn’t possible, just which side is he likely to favour? If we take Edwards’ remit as so, “Edwards will now lead the club’s overall football development, including player identification, acquisitions, sales and retention”, then one wonders whether have FSG placed someone whose loyalty they’ve earned through a series fast-track promotions into a position where he can obfuscate, manipulate and mitigate Klopp’s instructions and desire for investment?

I’ll concede that this is pure speculation. If Klopp is isolated in such a fashion fighting back becomes a Catch 22 situation for him, given his previous stance he could be labelled a hypocritical opportunist, and he knows that demoralising morale and attracting unwanted scrutiny by starting a mutiny would surely see his end. However, such a revelation from source is required to galvanise jaded minds into action. Liverpool fans know full well how costly it would’ve been had Benitez remained silent. But those were vastly different circumstances, it’s far more difficult to rouse support for boycotts or protests for just underachieving or for not spending enough, and unlike Hicks and Gillett, FSG, smartly, haven’t saddled the club with acquisition debt and threatened its existence, or potentially placed their control of the club in the hands of a third party.

This last point is important, as FSG are going nowhere any time soon. It’s a snide device wielded by those who defend the current ownership model, to contrast them with the dismal Gillett and Hicks experience whilst perniciously offering the hope that a takeover may be imminent. Believing that they’re just waiting for the right time to sell makes them and this purgatory bearable.

Still, just why would FSG sell Liverpool? FSG, then named NESV, bought the club for £300m in October 2010, ‘a steal’ according to them. At the time of writing, April 2017, it’s now valued in most quarters at over £1b. That’s an increase on the purchase price of roughly £100m per year. Given a slew of sixth, seventh and eighth placed finishes Liverpool’s performance on the pitch has done little to stunt this trend. The increase is largely thanks to the Premier League’s worldwide popularity, its grotesque domestic television contract, and Liverpool’s name still, in the modern context, being synonymous with success and relevance thanks to the Benitez years. Because the value of the club goes up irrespective of performance, all FSG have to do is just sit there, sack a manager every few years when the fans get restless about poor results and a lack of progress, sell a player for a significant profit every other year, and pocket the profits. Look at it dispassionately, and it’s simply smart business.

Not so smart are these joyless FSG astroturfers who have conflated Klopp’s ethos and FSG as one, there’s quite a lot at stake for them. Being right on the internet is really important. My impression is, without collating any data – suitably, there’s a direct correlation between statistical analysis and believing in FSG’s ‘model’. It’s understandable, FSG are their intellectual kin, and there’s pride in one of their own applying their methods at this level and at their club. Their arrival and their stated intentions of how they were going to win also popularised the debate around the use of statistics in football. Never mind that, unlike Baseball, football statistics consumed in a vacuum are a wholly inaccurate and arbitrary measure of performance and value, to which Liverpool’s scattergun transfer approach will attest. Surely these are just teething problems that all pioneers at the vanguard of progress suffer? Applying any form of spin or excuses to sustain their elevated sense of self-worth is justified, as FSG’s success would validate their expertise status on social media. It takes a special brand of delusion to defend FSG by denying the proven common sense that buying quality players and keeping your best ones tends to work quite well. Perhaps Klopp failing due to Liverpool continuing to not do this would be the epiphany? But as with Benitez before, by then it’ll be too late.

While fence sitting is a craven act, it’s understandable that many fans have opined that this summer offers the acid test of FSG’s ownership. Will Coutinho be monetised as Suarez and Sterling were? Will Champions League qualification change the scope of the transfer spending and the profile of their transfer targets, or will it be players that the club would’ve been able to sign regardless? There is a consensus that changes are required, and that leads us to consider the most important question of all – in a league filled with high profile, winning managers, leading teams who are expected to challenge and win, not all them can, and if Klopp isn’t provided the means to, just how long will he put up with it?

That’s something to ponder. The reality is Liverpool needs Jürgen Klopp, he doesn’t need them. He’s simply worked too hard to be dragged down into mediocrity for pure greed by empty suits that don’t care about him or the game. His talents and persona deserve support and patience, as, thanks to FSG cementing their also-ran status, Liverpool won’t get a better manager. FSG don’t, they’ve wasted enough time already, and have only shown themselves to be a cynical and manipulative body that has little interest in winning. So, something will likely have to give. Can Liverpool fans live up to their own billing as the most knowledgeable fans in the world? Most did so when it came to the crunch seven years ago. For the sake of their club and for Jürgen Klopp they need to prove so again and find ways of directing their future frustrations at the correct source of the club’s stagnation.

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