Fatuity can go no further

Twenty thousand cretins

Many decent people, writes Dalrymple, are

viscerally disgusted by the vast salaries paid to star footballers.

What also appalls is

the general culture of which football is now so large a part. (Such British newspapers as the Times and the Guardian devote more space to football than to all foreign affairs.)

There is

the sheer idiocy and bad taste of 20,000 morons who are prepared to shell out good money for shirts with Neymar’s name printed on it, and who find Neymar himself so fascinating — though it is unlikely that he is exceptional in anything other than his ability to kick a football — that they are prepared to spend their spare time reading about him.

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